HELEN HENDERSON: Lyrics

got a message to pack it in 
theres nothing left this time
standing there in the waiting room 
in Paris the weather is fine
make a toast to the bride and groom
tear this veil from my eyes
turn down the radio 
the musics loud in my ears
it never happens here

leave your suitcases in the hall
take the money and run
sign the papers and climb the walls 
you told me you'd never give in 
standing there in the pouring rain 
you fought as they carried you down
I had nothing to offer you 
but a coffee cup full of tears 
it never happens here 
whatever I was dreaming of 
it never happens here

Send a letter, give me a sign
remember the promise we made
somewhere out on the borderline
I'm gonna meet you one day
standing there in the pouring rain 
I fougth as they carried you down
I had nothing to offer you 
but a coffee cup full of tears
It never happens here
Whatever I was praying for 
It never happens here


 - H.Henderson/ M.Downs