Glutton of Sympathy

In the breathless hush of 4 a.m.

In the dark sits a sad cliché

Cloaked in the navy blue of slowly fading stars

Tell me how this came to be

Sleeplessness talk to me

She'd say over and over again

Fumbling through a cut glass vase

Passing lipstick, cotton spools

Burning jealous pictures of marriages of friends

You never asked to be

The glutton of sympathy

She says over and over again that this is the end

Cause I see it in your eyes

What you don't know, time to let go

I see it in your eyes

There is so much more out there to be learned

Such wonderful words on this snow white vacant page

All the lessons that she learns she packs away

Will you never cease to be the glutton of sympathy

She writes over and over again

Tossing turning roll away

Indecision won't you ever make up your mind

Lifetime Nigh time wake the day

Cause tomorrow will see if you've had your fill of sympathy

Will you never cease to be the glutton of sympathy?

Don't you know the stars are all fading let the sunshine capture the sparkle

of your smile