Salty bitter teardrops quietly fell
Streaming in succession down a maiden's face
Heart's full of burden heavy as the sky
Problem profoundly ripping her by
What kind of dogged days doled out for her
What kind of nightfall awaits lying there
Another day of sorrow, sick or shame
Another night of dark, dread and deep despair
Long years of hope hushes gushes out
Countless hours of wait did not materialize
All but a game, a fake and a thrill
Opened her eyes to the truth that bares
Cut that pretense, real is the deal
No one is served well in masquerades
Walk with the talk, sign on the dot
Truly a person of honor can only do that
Stop the tears, cut out the source
Get on that hi-way of the light and the truth
Happiness will surely land on your lap
On that road dancing smiling as you passed...
