MIDNIGHT CALLER (Pete Ham) [Pete Ham demo from "Golders Green" CD]

Beneath the Midnight Caller

She thinks of paper green

You never hear them calling her name

They just know where they've been

You never hear her holler

The tears no longer come

She reads her daily book of the past

That shows of everyone

Grey years that show in her hair

Can't be, but don't seem to care

She knocks the door and there's no one there

No, not today

She sees a daytime stroller

Walk from the night before

And though she paints a smile on her face

He won't come back no more


She's got no saint to follow

She's got no place to go

Too proud to ask an old friend for help

Too proud to let them know

Grey years that show in her hair

Can't be, but don't seem to care

She knocks the door and there's no one there

Nobody, nobody, nobody's gonna help her now.

lyrics transcribed by Dan Matovina
checked by Tom Brennan