LYRIC FOR SALE

By Adan Torres

Behind the window
Inside a dark room
He rocks on a chair
Reflects on younger days when he was the groom

Now a widower
Looking back on his past
Recalls days of youth
Moments that once filled the hourglass

Counting the nights
One day at a time
Consumed by the lights
From the moon and the stars
Knowing someday, his time will come
Believing one day they’ll reunite

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

The morning comes
Not much to say
He patiently waits
Day after day
There isn’t much he’s able to do
Without human touch but hope gets him through

Counting the nights
One day at a time
Consumed by the lights
From the moon and the stars
Knowing someday, his time will come
Believing one day they’ll reunite

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Now a widower
Looking back on his past
Recalls days of youth
Moments that once filled the hourglass

Counting the nights
One day at a time
Consumed by the lights
From the moon and the stars
Knowing someday, his time will come
Believing one day they’ll reunite

Counting the nights
One day at a time
Consumed by the lights
From the moon and the stars
Knowing someday, his time will come
Believing one day they’ll reunite

Knowing someday, his time will come
Believing one day they’ll reunite

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh