Merry Widow - Song Lyrics from the 90s

Song Lyrics from the 90s+

Merry Widow
by Julie Gengo

The cradle rocks desperately  

And you break down

While the merry widow sleeps

You break down, break down

You ramble on all alone

But your pockets aren’t sewn

And there ain’t nothing left

You can’t buy your lifeline with it

Or a place called home

(Guitar Break)

How reckless abandonment

That has raped your soul dry

Could still exist

There is no pride

Or a lullaby called home

And you still can’t reach

But your hands are untied

So you can’t complain

And they taught you not to ever speak again

Speak again

The light seems so pale

Reflecting off your skin

As deep as your despair

Penetrating within

And you break down

And you break down

And you break down

And you break down

And their ain’t nothing left

You can’t buy your lifeline

Or a place called home

And you still can’t reach

But your hands are untied

So you can’t complain

And they taught you not to ever speak again

Speak again

Speak again

Speak again

Speak again

Speak, speak again…..