Declan O'rourke No Place To Hide
Well he stepped outside his door
And listened to the air,
The rain was falling all around,
And he knew that she was near.
She'd travelled many miles to
See him with everything to gain.
And he had nothing left to lose,
Just his loneliness and pain.
He took her bags into the bedroom,
Where all was cut and dried.
Her eyes were green when she was sad
And felt a little blue inside.
He lit his smoke up on a candle,
And somewhere a sailor died.
She said she didn't mind the smell,
And looked away as he blew the smoke aside.
But whoa, she was pretty
When she had no place to,
Whoa, she was pretty
When she had no place to,
Whoa, she was pretty
When she had no place to hide.
She thought about her family and friends,
And hoped that she would see them soon again.
She lay awake now in the darkness,
Where an old piano glistened in the night.
He dreamt he found a little boat
And sailed away upon the tide...
