She Walks On Alone

The old tunes won't do any more A constant reminder of the times that she saw The new tunes bring her no joy The sad ones depress and the happy ones lie She stays home and waits for a sign She's working her evenings with a bottle of wine The phone rings – she thinks that it's him Just another salesman with commission to win The phone keeps on ringing, she knows it's not him She's spending her time pulling roots from the Earth Waiting for someone to restore her self-worth Oh and he told her he loves her today But in spite of his feelings he might throw her away And the doubt in his mind may still win She walks on alone and the forest stays dim The phone keeps on ringing, she knows it's not him She's spending her time pulling roots from the Earth Waiting for someone to restore her self-worth