Four Bitchin' Babes Stars
Stood out in the rain
Let it soak me down
Before I called you . . . I called
You didn't see me there
Hidden by the rain
Beneath your window . . . but I saw you
Putting on your face before the
Mirror on the wall
Dreaming that the looking glass was me
Catching your fondest gazes
Living through your fickle phases
I love you
And it's getting easier each day
To weep about you
Harder every night to sleep without you
How many years must I be driven
By this dream
Of love with you?
Spend my dimes on phones
Trying just to talk but
You don't answer . . . you let it ring
Spend my nights alone
Catching falling stars to
Give to you, love
They're just for you
For stars fall every time a
Lover has to face the truth
And far too many stars have fell on me
And as they trail the skies
And burn their paths upon my eyes
I cry
