As the stars hit her face everysingle noght
she sits in her bed to weep and cry
for in the inside theres nothing alive
there was nothing to live for
nothing to do, none to say i love you to
so she waits everynight till the Lord takes her in
so she can be with her special someone again
but the days seem too long and the nights so cold that she starts to grow so bitter, lonely, and old.
