Darling, when you lose that grin, I turn away in tears.
‘Cause I know the melancholy song that follows,
and each tune’s never easy to hear.
She sings out of key, lips tremble with a chill;
eyes like a furnace, she’s goin’ in for the kill.
No I couldn’t leave her side this time.
Even though she never asked for this rhyme.
’cause no one knows the woman inside; no.
They never bothered to break through the pain in her
Waving away a broken Angel, never wondering what’s stowed inside,
why she weeps through nights, why her smile only shines,
with a gentle hand at her side.