He had gold up his sleeves
And a voice you could believe any lie from; white, black, gold.
That’s how he lured me in.
He was bold in his promises
He had roses and kisses to say he is sorry for the lies that he hoped you’d forget.
And I will remember his name
And his sweetest embrace
And the warmth of the tears that he brought to my face.
He had a ghost in his shadow
That made him more than a good heart could handle
I must have been so damn wrong to deserve such a battle.
I must have pushed him away,
Trying so hard must have led him a stray,
Too much must have made him afraid of the love that I gave.
And I will remember his name
And his sweetest embrace
And the warmth of the tears that he brought to my face.