Bird's Beak Lock

Cedar shakes and a slate roof on a house on the hill
Bird's beak lock on the gate, a brass knocker and still
She shuffles credit cards to pay a monthly bill
Paints her nails, curls her hair
with all that time to spare

Laura Lee
Oh, Laura Lee
Laura Lee
They named her Laura Lee

She has the kind of man who tucks his tee-shirt in his jeans
Drives a Pontiac, won't talk back, at least so it seems
Scale models in the basement, Lionel trains
She never knows
When he comes home
or where he goes

Oh, she hasn't slept for a year and a day
Wanders the halls with a glass of Chardonnay
Years have passed, left its mark
She prefers the dark

Laura Lee
Oh, Laura Lee
Laura Lee
They named her Laura Lee

Now she sits in the house with a dog that no one will walk
Waits on her mother to call at ten to talk
She never winds no more her Tiffany clock
The days go by,
Laura Lee,
she wasn't even 23

If she hadn't gone out that day
If she looked the other way
If she only was here today



Credits
Writer(s): Arttu Mikael Tolonen, Timo Antero Vikkula, Salla Terhi Sinikka Bedard, William David Charles Bedard
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