Poor Shirley - Christopher Cross
Poor Shirley
She must hide her tears
For nobody wants to see them
Surely it will break her heart
Time passes as she waits for a friend
Chorus:
We'll take all the doubtful ones in the fight
And make them hold off 'till the spring
Take hold of their hallowed souls
And save them from pain, yeah, yeah
All of the pain
Save ourselves from all of the pain
Dearly held are the friends
Left in the years and lost in the war
Dearly held are the loves
Save for the ones you lose on your own
Chorus
Yes, we will save
Ah, stars will light up the lonely nights
Harbor lights making us believe in the love
So struck by the hope of the harmony
Leaving the sorrow ... gently
Poor Shirley
She must hide her tears
For nobody wants to see them
Surely she will win a heart
Time passes as she waits for the wind
Chorus
Yes, we will save ourselves from all of the pain
Yes, we will save
Uuuuh ...
Save ... yes we will save ... yes we will ...
Save ourselfs from the pain and sorrows
We'll save ourselfs from the pain ... all of the sorrows
Save ourselfs ... save ourselfs ... ahaa ...
Save ourselfs from the pain
Save ourselfs from the pain
Ahaa ... save ourselfs from the pain ... (fade)