In the afternoon She sits and waits for him to come Two swollen ankles count the time Nervous fingers trace
Across the cold linoleum The kitchen wall receives her sigh "Oh, can you hear me, Joe? She tries to call across the veil
Her lips are trembling now Can't hear his voice, can't feel him near
She says "Save me, save me Why don't you save me from the pain of losing you Save me, save me Why don't you save me from this hell I'm going through"
The dinner table looks so strange without him sitting there The bed is empty on his side For forty years this house has held the fire of love they shared But now the garden slowly dies
He said he'd never leave her alone to face the day What kind of God is this that'll take him back And make her stay
Save me, save me Why don't you save me from the pain of losing you Save me, save me Why don't you save me from this hell I'm going through
The kids try to come around Try to make some time to see me I know the busy lives they lead Keep them from these memoriesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
