(words & music by Jerry Chesnut)
Her eyes tell the story so well
She tries hard to hide
So little expected
Too often neglected,
A woman stripped of her pride
Always so careful not to cry
Until I fall asleep
Then there in the silence
She lies with a tear on her cheek
A thought comes to mind
Did I read it sometime ?
Or hear it, I can't quite recall
That a man without love's only half of a man
But a woman is nothing at all
She knows I don't love her
Although heaven knows how I tried
Her reason for living
Is to go right on giving
The one thing that she's been denied
Without any warning
In the wee hours of the morning she cries
And the hurt deep inside, she tries so to hide
Is beginning to show in her eyes