Solitude - Christie

Sleeping rose in the morning sun

Silent whisper, sniper’s gun

There is someone in my eyes, it’s you

Loose lips sink ships, so they say

What if I should run away

I know dead men tell no tales about you

Some people say

It’s just a way

I’ve known the joy

And I felt the pain

Of solitude

Take my money, take my shoes

Take my whiskey, take my blues

Give me something I can use instead

Ocean mist, sky of blue

Mountain spring, silver moon

Mother nature’s breaking down my door

Some people say

It’s just a way

I’ve known the joy

And I felt the pain

Of solitude