Lorraine
Mysterious eyes do they look my way
Soft smile beckons me to stay
She talks and talks with nothing to say
I can't move, lost in her gaze
The music starts she grabs my hand
We rock and roll to the rhythm
Slow song and I hold her tight
Lost in the sway of a starry night
Pretty girl are you real
Pretty girl can you tell
I'm lost in love holding you
Please find my heart and love me too
The evenings late time to go
Ask if you need a ride you say no
Can I have your number didn't catch your name
In my ear you whisper, Lorraine
I follow you into the night
Sensing something is not right
Into the cemetery you seem to flow
A silver mist woven by the moons glow
I freeze, cold to the bone
Watching you fade into a tombstone
Do I dare read her name
Of the pretty girl Lorraine
Just seventeen when she became
A haunting angel of Lorraine
Smile so soft, mysterious eyes
I touch the name she materialize
Pretty girl are you real
Pretty girl can you tell
I'm lost in love haunted by you
I'm lost in love haunted by you
Copyright © Fritz Purdum | Year Posted 2015
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