Nobody Knows What A Red-Head Mamma Can Do

In the moonlight I felt your heart
Quiver like a bowstring's pulse
In the moon's pure light, you looked at me

Nobody knows your heart.

When the sun is gone, I see you
Beautiful and haunting, but cold
Like the blade of a knife,
So sharp, so sweet
Nobody knows your heart.

All of your sorrow, grief, and pain
Locked away in the forest of the night
Your secret heart belongs to the world
Of the things that sigh in the dark
Of the things that cry in the dark.



Credits
Writer(s): Sammy Fain, Al Dubin, Irving Mills
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