Lyrics
Under neath a streetlight they were sharing they’re last cigarette
She said, “we’ve been here all evening, you haven’t said a word to me yet,”
She said, “And I know you do the things that you must do
But don’t you ever, don’t you ever treat me cruel.”
“No matter what you’ve heard and what you’ve seen
Don’t turn your back on me”
And gypsy moths flickered in and out of the light
She said, “we’ve been here all summer haven’t done a single thing right
And lovers come, and lovers lovers they will go
None could ever share with us, share with us things we know
“No matter what you’ve heard and what you’ve seen
Don’t turn your back on me”
Don’t turn your back on me”
“I may be your lover baby and I may be your whore
But even that can’t stop me from wanting something more
“Don’t turn your back on me”
“Don’t turn your back on me”
Don’t turn, Don’t turn, don’t turn”
And Gypsy moths flickered in and out of the light
Like heavens’ banished angels
wedded to the darkness and the light
© 2019 Fred Raimondo
