Curtain in the Window

(Lee Ross)



These lyin' lips, said they'd forget,

Those same lovin' arms that I miss,

This foolish heart, that let me part,

From those sweet tender lips I long to kiss.



Chorus:

I hear the ticking of the clock as it begged me then to stop,

Each picture on the wall seemed to cry,

And that old rusty gate, I can hear it beg me wait,

While the curtain in the window waves goodbye.



In memory, I still can see,

Two arms that once held me tight,

Oh how I miss a tender kiss,

From those lovin' lips that I kissed goodbye.



Chorus:

I hear the ticking of the clock as it begged me then to stop,

Each picture on the wall seemed to cry,

And that old rusty gate, I can hear it beg me wait,

While the curtain in the window waves goodbye.