(Words and Music by Joan Baez) Red telephone sitting by my bed Practically bore your name Lying alone in the twilight zone Waiting for your call to come in Hadn't been for the kid Who was sleeping upstairs You'd have found me well on my way On that midnight plane to L.A. You suffered sweeter for me Than anyone I've ever known I dared to look into the years Would you still have your wife? I dared to peer through my tears Could we ever have a life? Even thought I was pregnant by you But I didn't care I just talked to my son Would he mind another one? You suffered sweeter for me Than anyone I've ever known Once more the mist rolls to the sea Like a hundred times we've known Trees are faded and the clouds have stopped Where the wind had blown How I dread when the evening comes And I cannot be What you want me to be When you are next to me How silent you are as the veils come down Before my eyes Soft and reserved as you move away Donning your disguise While every folk song that I ever knew Once more comes true And loves grows old And waxes cold You suffered sweeter for me Than anyone I've ever known Just one favor of you, my love If I should die today Take me down to where the hills Meet the sea on a stormy day Ride a ridge on a snow white horse And throw my ashes away To the wind and the sand Where my song began You suffered sweeter for me Than anyone I've ever known © 1976, 1977 Gabriel Earl Music (ASCAP) Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com