Ron Pope - A Wedding In Connecticut текст песни

There was a pretty girlFrom some small suburb of DallasAnd she came up to New York with a dreamIn the confusion and the noiseAll of her beauty and her poiseTurned gray like snow beside the city streetShe met a boy named StevenThey made love in his apartmentIn a second story walk up out in QueensAnd the thing she hoped to findBeneath him on that August nightWas the farthest thing from herAs she dressed to leaveSo she hides her eyesSays a slow goodbyeSwears by the morning light shell be fineAt a wedding in ConnecticutThe mother of the brideDaydreams about her husband whos just passedShe stands to give a toastShe says the only thing I knowIs when you find a love thats worth it, make it lastSo she chokes back to tearsSpeaks of all her daughters yearsThirty Christmases of memories that she keepsAnd the speech was sad and

sweetShe kisses guests as they all leaveThen heads up to her hotel room to weepSo she bides her timeAnd says a slow goodbyeSwears by the morning light shell be fineYea, she hides her eyesAnd though its hard some nightsShed take her own sweet time, shell be fineA welder who spent twenty yearsWorking in an auto plantGets laid off on a Thursday afternoonAnd he grips the 45That rests in the glove box when he drivesThen he puts the gun awayAnd wonders what to doSo he parks in his drivewayAnd head against the steel mealTries to think of what to tell his wifeAnd in the kitchen he explainsAnd swears theyll be okayAnd she says youre the only thing I need in this lifeSo he bides his timeAnd says a slow goodbyeSwears by the morning light hell be fineYea, he hides his eyesAnd though its hard some nightsHed take her own sweet time, hell be fine