There was a pretty girl
 From some small suburb of Dallas
 And she came up to New York with a dream
 In the confusion and the noise
 All of her beauty and her poise
 Turned gray like snow beside the city street
 She met a boy named Steven
 They made love in his apartment
 In a second story walk up out in Queens
 And the thing she hoped to find
 Beneath him on that August night
 Was the farthest thing from her 
 As she dressed to leave

 So she hides her eyes
 Says a slow goodbye
 Swears by the morning light she’ll be fine

 At a wedding in Connecticut
 The mother of the bride
 Daydreams about her husband who’s just passed
 She stands to give a toast
 She says ‘the only thing I know
 Is when you find a love that’s worth it, make it last’
 So she chokes back to tears
 Speaks of all her daughter’s years
 Thirty Christmases of memories that she keeps
 And the speech was sad and sweet
 She kisses guests as they all leave
 Then heads up to her hotel room to weep

 So she bides her time
 And says a slow goodbye
 Swears by the morning light she’ll be fine

 Yea, she hides her eyes
 And though it’s hard some nights
 She’d take her own sweet time, she’ll be fine

 welder who spent twenty years
 Working in an auto plant
 Gets laid off on a Thursday afternoon
 And he grips the 45
 That rests in the glove box when he drives
 Then he puts the gun away
 And wonders what to do
 So he parks in his driveway
 And head against the steel meal
 Tries to think of what to tell his wife
 And in the kitchen he explains
 And swears they’ll be okay
 And she says ‘you’re the only thing I need in this life’

 So he bides his time
 And says a slow goodbye
 Swears by the morning light he’ll be fine

 Yea, he hides his eyes
 And though it’s hard some nights
 He’d take her own sweet time, he’ll be fin

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