Rare Bird Her Darkest Hour
Ou sit in her dark room
She knows you're there but only by the sounds you make
And through her lonely day
Nobody ever turns a smile away
Maybe it's time for her to lead and you to follow
What she sees she hears and what she knows is borrowed
Try to carry on, her darkest hour is when you're gone
And sunset is not hers
Wind in her hair and just her hand alone to hold
She says she does not care
The cut is deep and only you keep out the cold
How can you walk out now and give her no tomorrow?
Help is ours to give and love can drive out sorrow
Try to carry on, her darkest hour is when you're gone
