Red telephone sitting by my bed, Practically bore your name.
Lying alone in the twilight zone, Waiting for your call to come in.
Hadn't been for the kid who was sleeping upstairs, You'd have found me,
While on my way, On that midnight plane to L.A.
You suffered sweeter for me, Than anyone I'd ever known.
I dared to look into the ears, Would you still have your wife?
I dared to peer through my tears, Could we ever have a life?
Even thought I was pregnant by you, But I didn't care.
I just talked to my son, Would he mind another one?
You suffered sweeter for me, Than anyone I'd ever known.
Once more the mist rolls to the sea, Like a hundred times we've known.
Trees are faded and the clouds are stopped, Where the wind had blown.
How I dread when the evening comes, And I cannot be,
What you want me to be, When you are next to me.
How silent you are as the bells come down, Before my eyes.
Soft and reserved as you move away, Donning your disguise.
For every folk song that I ever knew, Once more comes true.
My love grows old and waxes cold.
You suffered sweeter for me, Than anyone I'd ever known.
Just one favor of you my love, If I should die today.
Take me down to where the hills meet the sea, On a stormy day.
Ride a ridge on a snow white horse, And throw my ashes away,
To the wind and the sand, Where my song began.
You suffered sweeter for me, Than anyone I'd ever known.
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