The Lady Sings The Blues
She sings a song with passion
With a voice that echoes pain
Her dreams of love are fashioned
With the words of each refrain.
She sang the blues in sorrow
T'was the only friend she knew
With lyrics that she borrowed
From her life that sang the blues.....
I followed her from bar to bar
With the hope that she would see
Me in the audience awaiting
For her to notice me
Tonight I heard an angel as
She wept at shooting stars
Those strings she left just dangling
Remain, hanging from my heart.
I was born to pen these words
She has learned to pay the dues
A voice that's doomed to be heard
This lady sings the blues....