No Place to Hide

He stepped outside his door And listened to the air The rain was falling all around And he knew that she was near She'd travelled many miles to See him with everything to gain And he had nothing left to lose Just his loneliness and pain He took her bags into the bedroom Where all was cut and dried Her eyes were green when she was sad And felt a little blue inside He lit his smoke up on a candle And somewhere a sailor died She said she didn't mind the smell And looked away as he blew the smoke aside But whoa, she was pretty When she had no place to Whoa, she was pretty When she had no place to Whoa, she was pretty When she had no place to hide She thought about her family and friends And hoped that she would see them soon again She lay awake now in the darkness Where an old piano glistened in the night He dreamt he found a little boat And sailed away upon the tide