Who is this stranger in my bed?
The man who had such laughter and hope
Who used to look into my eyes with such love and affection
Now indifference stares out from those blues
Disdain reflects from your soul glass
Lady alcohol has taken your hand for a dance
And your feel head long into her embrace
You kiss my lips with an old fire
And say you love me as you whistle up the stairs
Now happy times are replaced with bleakness
Laughter with unspoken grimness
Duty has replaces willingness
And where are those infrequent times you
Step though the door with a twinkle in your eye
And a song on your lips
You beckon me
Lady alcohol has taken your hand for a dance
And your feel head long into her embrace
You kiss my lips with an old fire
And say you love me as you whistle up the stairs
Why do we cling to this wreckage?
Are we complacent or cowardly?
Your verbal blurbs no longer sting
And underneath this chemical chain mail
Is my heart
Your body will come back
But your soul is reluctant to follow
Lady alcohol has taken your hand for a dance
And your feel head long into her embrace
You kiss my lips with an old fire
And say you love me as you whistle up the stairs
Your soul is reluctant to follow