Dick Curless Come Sundown
I heard the front door closing softly as I weaken from my
sleep
With the last touch of her sweet lips Lord like a whisper
on my cheek
And I cursed the sun for rising for the worst Lord is yet
to come
Cause this morning she's just leaving but come sundown
she'll be gone
See the lipstick on the pillow that I placed beneath her
head
And the soft sheets still feel warm Lord where she lay
upon my bed
And it hurts to know it's over for the hurt Lord has just
begun
Cause this morning she's just leaving but come sundown
she'll be gone
