Lyrics
KAREN LEANN
(Timothy Brickley & David Rheins)
The message on the machine
says your train’s arriving 8:02
Could I come and see you back home?
I don’t see what I can do.
You are a friend of mine
and yes, a lover too.
We’ve been through so much you and I.
I hate to break the news.
I love you for the past,
like I said, I always will.
But your snuggling is smothering
and your kisses hold no thrill.
Karen LeAnn, it’s over
even though nothing’s been said.
Karen LeAnn, I love you
but my love for you is dead.
Later on, in bed with you
with the lights extinguished low,
you tell me how good you feel
and I wish it weren’t, although.
There’s no-one that I’m seeing
and nothing I desire
just dust and ash and the listlessness
of stirring a burned out fire
Karen LeAnn, it’s over
even though nothing’s been said.
Karen LeAnn, I love you
but my love for you is dead.
Sunday night, your train is leaving,
you turn to board, I turn to go.
Although we didn’t discuss us,
I feel sure that you must know.
Copyright 1990, Timothy Brickley & David Rheins.
