Teardrops
As teardrops appear on her aging cheek,
she thought of the cold night ahead;
Her chances for love looked awfully bleak -
sleeping alone again in her bed.
She thought of the cold night ahead,
with ghosts of past boyfriends dancing in her mind.
Sleeping alone again in her bed,
a happy ending, nowhere could she find.
With ghosts of past boyfriends dancing in her mind,
her chances for love looked awfully bleak;
A happy ending, nowhere could she find
as teardrops appear on her aging cheek.
Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2011
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