OH MELANIE


She would dream that rainbows shot silver tipped arrows
She would dream that unicorns would eat the legs off of men
It would seem that she would dream that her shoes were torn
Clowns made threats
And behind that curtain
Something was there
Something she's tried to forget
Happiness was a place she couldn't stay
Finding something wrong with every man
Had to say goodby
And wish there was another way


Thanking God I didn't get on my knees
begging her to stay
I can hear myself say
Oh Melanie
Please stay
And lay with me
Silence isn't golden when it's so quiet
I can hear dust fall to the floor
I sweep it up
And it goes away

By: Roger Harkness

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