Gordon Lightfoot - On Susan's Floor |
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On Susan's Floor
Gordon Lightfoot Like crippled ships that made it The homeless found a home on Susan's floor Through a storm and finally reached a quiet shore Didn't feel so cold and tired Stretched out before her fire Rollin' smokes and drinkin' up her wine And I remember candlelight Then fallin' warm asleep on Susan's floor And singing 'til we could not sing no more Well now that my song is sweeeter A stranger I came I think I'd like to greet her And thank her for the favors that she gave My head bowed in the rain to her door In the mornin' I'd go on I sat and sang my songs on Susan's floor Buyin' kingdoms with my songs Warm in the sunlight of her smile Knowin' I'd be back in just a while I catch myself just looking back Well lots of time and songs have passed If I had only stayed one night more Reliving all the wonder of those nights That's where I'd be today And sang another song on Susan's floor Through a storm and finally reached a quiet shore The homeless found a home on Susan's floor Like crippled ships that made it sallysally@usa.net |
