Sad Song (LP Version)

Sad Song (LP Version) - Ephraim Lewis

Back room parlour lonely sits and cries

See her with her head in her hands

And nothing at all in her eyes

Always listening for the telephone

But it only rings wrong numbers

Or whenever she's not in her home

Thinking life would pass her by

She openes up her arms

To reach for the skies

Who can dream they never came true

So now she paints herself a sad song

Colours it blue

Late night cafe closing

On the street

He's turning out

To hide in doorways

Any corner that others sleep

Empty bottle spirits he has known

A vision of a quiet face

Together they look like home

Thinking life would pass him by

He opens up his arms

To reach for the sky

Who can dream they never came true

So now he paints

Himself a sad song

Colours it blue

Memories fading

Photograph of years ago

When life has

Passed them by

They open up their mouths

To scream at the sky

Their dreams they never came true

So we will paint ourselves

A sad song

Colour it blue

Colour it blue