Something About A Song

I met Sharon in the early 1980's. An extremely intelligent woman with a love for life, and a finger on the pulse of human behaviour - or maybe it's just that she had me all figured out, I'm not sure. I, like many who know her, love her dearly. In fact, even today when I meet Sharon in public we greet each other with a kiss, not on the cheek but on the mouth. She is the only woman in my life, besides Theresa of course, who is accorded this greeting, and I wouldn't have it any other way. When she and Charlie, her husband and friend, parted ways it came as a huge shock to me, but in understanding Sharon's explanation as to why the parting was necessary I could only have more respect for her. Putting myself in Charlie's shoes is how Molly Dear came about and I would suspect that after reading and listening to the song you will need no explanation as to what happened in their lives that caused the parting of the ways.

This song is available as a demo to serious music publishers and recording artists.

Molly Dear

I left a night-light burning brightly
and a window blind pulled open
Molly, lately you've been spending nights away
and I know with who and where
and that your wedding hand is bare
that says it all, yes it does, Molly Dear

And I see it in your eyes
the time has come for you to go
what we used to have we used to have but now
after everything's been said and done
outside out marriage bed there's one thing left
for you to do now Molly Dear

So would you kiss me one last time
before your taxi cab arrives
would you act as if you will be coming home
at a decent hour tonight
like you did when you and I first fell in love
Molly Dear, Molly Dear

Every time must surely come
and with it lessons must be learned
communication is the key to many things
and in love it is the case
not a moment should be wasted
like it was and it sure was Molly Dear

So would you kiss me one last time
before you finally say goodbye
and turn away from what we worked for all our lives
if only things remained the same
you would still be here today
by my side, Molly Dear, Molly Dear

So would you kiss me one last time
before your taxi cab arrives
would you act as if you will be coming home
at a decent hour tonight
like you did when you and I first fell in love
Molly Dear, Molly Dear

I left a night-light burning brightly Molly Dear