As the night draws in, and she sends her friend home, she turns her back on the embrace she can't admit she needs.
She pulls the curtains closed, pulls in the darkness and misery. She Lay's in a bath of bubbles crying the tears of a lost soul.
She feels to blame for his mis-doings, his childish actions leaver her blue,every song holds a memory, but she wont turn off the radio.
She checks on her children before heading toward her empty bed, she turns in for the night, can't sleep for the loneliness within.
She picks up her phone, taps in the number, cancels it off the screen,can't bring herself to do it. but i know where she is at, i understand, i am her friend and i should.
So when she feels she can, when she needs my shoulder, I'll be right there waiting for her, always.
