The many faces that you wear
The smile on them that shed my cares
Made me think you were really there
Elusive lady of love
The hope you bring when I'm lost
Those gleaming eyes I like the most
All disappeared like a ghost
Elusive lady of love
You promised a better tomorrow
But all you delivered was sorrow
You didn't mean it to happen, I know
Now I trickle teardrops on my pillow
So it is myself that I blame
For playin' this destructive game
From now on heartache has a name:
Elusive lady of love.
Monday, October 10, 2005
"Elusive Lady of Love"
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Elusive as I may seemed
You need to know
I was there but for a while
Secretly longing for our moment
I smiled but a bitter heart
You looked at me but not the eyes
My heart longs to be freed
But glimpses of the past
Finds its way lurking through my soul
I couldn't bear another heartache
I couldn't bear another flow of tear
My heart is crushed
Like to the grains of sand
Oh my dear Old Father Time
I beg of you to take me there
No more heartaches to bear
No more worthless tears to shed
O help me dear Old Father Time
Make my heart whole again.
O elusive lady, why didn't you say
Anything about your turbulent days?
I could have eased your fears
I could have caught your tears
Our conscious gaze they hardly met
Whenever they did your eyes were wet
That's why I stopped daring to stare
Your silent agony was too much to bear
Your sweet smiles finally died away
The day your past turned into full dismay
That's when I started to hear
The bluebirds stopped perching near
If Father Time would reverse the days
Come with him to that other place to stay
Where your heart could be whole again
Where moments lost would be regained!
Dear soldier if you only knew
How much my heart longs for you
Forgive me if you may
I've never intended to cause you dismay
Behold these fearful assumptions
Clouds us with apprehensions
When will it be thence
That I am free to fly again
Lately I've had the strangest dreams
The vivid sentiments I felt in them
Had me trickled teardrops of confusion
Left me desiring more of your attention
Be merciful dear Old Father Time
At the Trevi Fountain I throw a dime
Wishing once more I'll be blessed
As I yearn for my soldier's sweet embrace.
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