A Teardrop

31 Dec

midnight’s making her way to the Lonely Hotel
she hopes there‘s someone there for her to greet
she say’s she’s only looking for the man from Heytown city
the one who sang her melodies so sweet

and she cries at night for every time he packed and moved along
she says that she is his and only his
she looks upon the moon, like a great big gray balloon
a teardrop, that’s all her memory is

daylight is her middle name, like every bright new dawn
and on her knees she prays to see it through
with every ounce of courage and any will she has left
she holds on to the love she knows is true

and she cries at night for every time he sang her sweet love songs
she says forever is not long enough at all, she looks upon the stars
while the angels play guitars
a teardrop just took her for a fall

long fight is the only name she has for this one love
if only she could rest to see the sun
she says she’s only looking for the man from Heytown city
forever she’ll be for him, or be for none

and she cries at night for every time he brushed away her tears
she says she only longs for his embrace
she looks upon the land and waits for his strong hand
a teardrop rolls softly down her face

and she cries at night for every time he brushed away her tears
she says she only longs for his soft touch
she looks upon the land and waits for his strong hand
a teardrop, that’s all, it isn’t much

© 2010 Brent David Fraser, all rights reserved

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