Sweet Mystery
She sits in the windowStaring In the night sky.
Thoughts in her mind,
Tears in her eye.
She looks beautiful,
Tears glistening a lot.
Of what she thinks
I know not.
Of broken heart,
Of people gone;
A sweet mystery,
A sad situation's born.
An unknown thought,
Stars shining bright,
A bitter pain,
A cold dark night.
So evil I am
'Cause happy I feel
Even as i look
At those tears so real.
Maybe you'll feel sad,
Maybe you'll feel better,
But the night's mysterious,
'N you make it sweeter.
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