Curtain in the Window

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

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 good-bye

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

While the curtain in the window waves goodbye