I'm A Loner Dottie, A Rebel

Come tomorrow I'll be on my way back home. In the morning call from a roadside telephone. One night doesn't mean the rest of my life. If I go, it's not impossible but possible is probably wrong. So let go because I'm afraid to try. I'll keep my hands by my side. I won't come back, I hope someday you'll understand. I want to try and make it right but don't know if I can. Last night, everything was right and the rain was gone. One summer night's the only time we've known. So, shut your eyes and when you wake up I'll be gone.