Got a song about a sister,
Waitin' somewhere by the phone,
For some man who never missed her,
Ever since he come and gone
And it's harder for a woman,
With a baby on the way,
That's the price of bein' human,
When you're poor enough to pay,
Chorus:
So she listens to the freedom,
In the silence at her door
No one's missin' till you need 'em
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more
Got a song about a Savior,
Lookin' lonesome and afraid,
At a city full of strangers,
And a cross He never made
And He's sadder than He's wiser,
And a longer way from home,
And He wonders why His Father,
Left Him bleeding and alone.
Chorus:
Just a broken song of freedom,
And the closing of a door,
No one's missin' till you need 'em
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more.