Thursday, November 30, 2006

Thursday Morning.


There was a girl

A lonely girl

Who lost her love

Through her indifference

A heart that cared

That went unshared

Until it died

Within her silence

and solitaires the only game in town

And every road that takes her

Takes her down

And by herself its easy to pretend

She'll never love again

and keeping to herself

She plays the game

Without his love

It always ends the same

While life goes on around her everywhere

She's playing solitaire

A little hope

Goes up in smoke

Just how it goes

Goes without saying

There was a girl

A lonely girl

Who would command

The hand she's playing

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

These horribly sad songs HAVE to stop. You'll never feel better while you wollow in self pity. Think positive and all will soon feel better.

FM