Pinetop Seven - A Page From The Desert lyrics

All that sand He'd kick it and swear, watch it run through his hands It filled his shoes in the day It filled his nights as he lay there awake He was not handsome, and not very strong With no prospects to keep a girl for long - and so he'd pray "I come to you trying to make some sense Of this mess that I am, can you help me here friend? I know I'm no good, I know I'm not loved But I'd just like to show you what I'm capable of" He knew this much If it ever got too hard, he could quietly give up He'd offer his seat every chance But never a smile, not a small word of thanks Then she arrived and drew him in Smelled so sweet, thought she might be a friend - so he said "Such pretty blue eyes, can I take your hand? We'll walk down this street, run our feet in the sand I know I'm no good, I know I'm not loved But I'd just like to show you what I'm capable of." And when he finally made her smile The sun opened up for miles Then she laughed, and how black she laughed He cursed himself, "Oh why do I spend my trust On these hearts filled with blacknes?" his anger swelled up He left her in ruins, she was never to love And he certainly showed her what he's capable of