There was a pretty girl From some small suburb of Dallas And she came up to New York with a dream In the confusion and the noise All of her beauty and her poise Turned gray like snow beside the city street She met a boy named Steven They made love in his apartment In a second story walk up out in Queens And the thing she hoped to find Beneath him on that August night Was the farthest thing from her As she dressed to leave
So she hides her eyes Says a slow goodbye Swears by the morning light she’ll be fine
At a wedding in Connecticut The mother of the bride Daydreams about her husband who’s just passed She stands to give a toast She says ‘the only thing I know Is when you find a love that’s worth it, make it last’ So she chokes back to tears Speaks of all her daughter’s years Thirty Christmases of memories that she keeps And the speech was sad and sweet She kisses guests as they all leave Then heads up to her hotel room to weep
So she bides her time And says a slow goodbye Swears by the morning light she’ll be fine
Yea, she hides her eyes And though it’s hard some nights She’d take her own sweet time, she’ll be fine
A welder who spent twenty years Working in an auto plant Gets laid off on a Thursday afternoon And he grips the 45 That rests in the glove box when he drives Then he puts the gun away And wonders what to do So he parks in his driveway And head against the steel meal Tries to think of what to tell his wife And in the kitchen he explains And swears they’ll be okay And she says ‘you’re the only thing I need in this life’
So he bides his time And says a slow goodbye Swears by the morning light he’ll be fine
Yea, he hides his eyes And though it’s hard some nights He’d take her own sweet time, he’ll be fin