I Won`t Cry Over You — текст песни (Ellis Paul)

Maggie looks out her window,
Sees a cab in the street
Lets out a point-blank whistle,
It stops with a screech
She picks up the last box,
That sits in the corner
She turns around to take
A mental photograph
She says to herself,
"I think a toast is in order,"
And she holds up
An invisible wine glass

(chorus)
"Here`s to the fool I was
Here`s to the bride I could never be
I`ve gotta know what`s truth and what`s fiction
I gotta feel like my love`s got conviction
So tell me truth
`Cause I got me suspicions
And I tell you if it`s the last thing I do
I won`t cry over you . . . "


Maggie sits in the kitchen
of Miss Bethany Jones
Whose pouring the coffee
and gathering stones
"You gave him ultimatums
They did not even scare him
He`d walk a plank
before he`d step down the aisle
Take care of yourself, girl
He`s the one who`s gotta change him
Let him ponder bachelorhood for a long while"


(chorus)


`Cause I`m done with that
I`m done with crying
Seems like it`s the only thing
that I`ve been trying


They`re taking it down
to the heart of the matter
Talking the big picture
like it`s a little tiny thing
Smaller than a bread box
Thinner than a whisker
They split like an atom
then the telephone rings


He says,

(chorus)


"I just had to call you
I feel like I`ve been spinning my wheels
I just had to tell you how I feel
I`m not asking you to
If only you`d listen
Don`t cry "