He’ll be there for her he says.
He’ll do what she wants him to,
And stay as long as she is his.
He may hold her hand and smile.
Give her comfort for a while,
But he’s not walking down no aisle.
Here’s a thought, have you ever seen him cry?
Here’s a dream, he could fly. . .
She is looking for something.
To hold her up or keep her thin
Or just to make her young again.
She will love him “to the end”.
If she can’t she’ll just pretend
The two of them can still be friends.
Here’s a thought, have you ever seen her cry?
Here’s a dream, she could fly. . .
You’re acting like you don’t know
where you are or where you come from.
You seem to think that this new way
is somehow still the same.
Can’t you see the one you’re with now
is the one you live for?
It’s plain to me you still don’t know…
After all he’s just a man.
Pretty soon she’ll understand
If she can’t save him no-one can.
Here’s a thought, have you ever seen us cry?
Here’s a dream, we could fly. . .
© Copyright Edwin Muirhead