She thinks of paper green
You never hear them calling her name
They just know where they've been
You never hear her holler
The tears no longer come
She reads her daily book of the past
That shows of everyone
Grey years that show in her hair
Can't be, but don't seem to care
She unlocks the door and there's no one there
She sees a daytime stroller
Walk from the night before
And though she paints a smile on her face
He won't be back no more
She's got no saint to follow
She's got no place to go
Too proud to ask an old friend for help
Too proud to let him know
Grey years that show in her hair
Can't be, but don't seem to care
She knocks the door and there's no one there
Nobody (nobody), nobody (nobody), nobody's gonna help you now.
Beneath the midnight caller She thinks of paper green You never hear them calling her name They just know where they've been You never hear her holler The tears no longer come She reads her daily book of the past That shows of everyone Grey years that show in her hair Can't be, but don't seem to care She unlocks the door and there's no one there She sees a daytime stroller Walk from the night before And though she paints a smile on her face He won't be back no more She's got no saint to follow She's got no place to go Too proud to ask an old friend for help Too proud to let him know Grey years that show in her hair Can't be, but don't seem to care She knocks the door and there's no one there Nobody (nobody), nobody (nobody), nobody's gonna help you now. Explain Request ×
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