She Won't Deny My Love Tonight

I've been down on my luck. Maybe I'm working too hard. Met up with

my friends for a few, might need a new set of cards.

And then I see her again, same spot as every night. She

just stares at her glass, looking into the past, sways to a

gentle song. I build up the nerve, ask then what's on her

mind. She's so lost in her thoughts she can't hear what

I say, takes a long sip of wine. And then her head

turned my way, she says, "What do you want me to say?