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Wendy
words and music by Matt Abell
©2004 All rights reserved
 

More like a widow than a wife these seven years
She’s waited for him … and waited
Another night, another rerun on the tube
She can’t even move to change it
Tonight the bed’s too big so she sleeps on the couch
It swallows her now, and in her dreams she hears him

You’re still the same as the photograph of our wedding day
Wendy, I’d never forget your face
You kill the pain of a thousand days when I see you smile
Wendy, Wendy, watch this life go by – Oh Wendy

She swore she’d never cross those prison gates again
But she’s needing a friend this morning
The jailer jokes with her as he takes Wendy down
He’s seen her around and asks her
“Are you a saint or just a sucker for that guy?”
He heard no reply except her husband calling

You’re still the same as the photograph of our wedding day
Wendy, I’d never forget your face
You kill the pain of a thousand days when I see you smile
Wendy, Wendy, watch this life go by
This life goes by

The TV set throws shadows on the wall
Soon Wendy will fall asleep...
From the screen come scenes of gunshot breaking glass
It happened so fast and broke their lives in two

You’re still the same as the photograph of our wedding day
Wendy, I’d never forget your face
You kill the pain of a thousand days when I see you smile
Wendy, Wendy, watch this life go by
This life goes by

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