O'Keefe
The voice is a marvelous instrument
So is the heart and the brain
So's the fire and so's the wind
And especially the rain
Especially the rain
After all we've been through Jones
Look at you lying there
Trying to stare the ceiling down
Trying too hard not to care
I can see you on the front porch
Where you used to sit and rock
I always sat and listened, Jones
I knew how you loved to talk
Lord, how you loved to talk
And at night sometimes you sang to me
When you didn't feel the pain
So full of sadness, soft and warm
It felt just like the rain
Especially the rain
You know I'm so in love with you
There's nowhere left to fall
I've still got your number, Jones
But there's no one left to call
Love is a game that's hard to play
When no one else is there
You can't let go and it doesn't work
To pretend you just don't care
In the makeup and the Sunday suit
You look just like a doll
Say, what was your first name, Jones
I knew but I can't recall
Just Jones, I guess, that's all
The voice is a marvelous instrument
So is the heart and the brain
So's the fire and so's the wind
And especially the rain
Especially the rain