The Cold,Cold Heart

One night I met her in a bar Just two strangers from afar We drank and drank,some more Then we headed out the door Our passion it began to soar I awoke with a stranger today When she awoke she wanted to stay Odd, how I wished she'd go away I called a cab and sent her home Tonight again in the bar I'll roam And someone else will leave with me I want no ties, I need to be free In my heart I feel nothing You are just a passing fling Beware the stranger you may meet It may be me in that seat I'll fill your head with lies Before you even realise You are now my prize Tonight a new one will sit there I'll sit next to her in that chair We'll drink and drink some more Then I'll lead her out the door carolann crowley 5/12/2012