I love Beth Hart – thanks for posting this John
She had sad eyes and a quiet voice.
I went to her and I held her hands.
She told me,
please Johnnie,
take it easy on me.
I became a leftover lady,
and love have forsaken me.
I am so tire of the lonely nights,
I am so tire of the silence.
I need hugs and midnight conversation.
Are you a thief?
Or are you a lover?
I wrapped my arms around her and
I told her.
I am here dear lady and
let’s create a place where love can grow.
love isn’t easy sweet girl.
She smiled, rested her head into my chest and she whispered.
You are my last chance, maybe my last dance?
Please Johnnie, take it easy one me.
Coyote
Jezzie G 