I Sing a Sad Song

I Sing A Sad Song I sing a sad song for the cold, lonely Moments no one will admit to aloud. I sing a sad song for all of the broken promises Wrought by circumstances beyond anyone's control. I sing a sad song for the faces pressing Against the window panes in longing. I sing a sad song for wild anticipation Of days that never come. I sing a sad song for the telephone That never rings enough. I sing a sad song for dreams woven of Hopeless illusions. I sing a sad song for all of those who Waste time, singing sad songs! Cynthia