4Lady’s Tale
©2003 Gibbens/Weston

If you’ll listen for a minute
I can guarantee that in it
You will hear a tale to raise a smile.

It concerns a lonely lady
On a day that was so rainy
And the kingdom was under a cloud.

She worked hard just for a living.
She was much too good at giving.
She was one who stood out in a crowd.

Things began to get less easy.
The sea of time was growing queasy.
She began to wonder where her anchor was.

She was looking all around her.
Things were moving fast around her.
She began to wonder where the best place was.

Now the grass is growing greener
And the trees begin to bird.
She could read it in the stones,
She could feel it in her bones.

And there we leave our lonely lady,
Worrying about her baby,
Worried by the dragons at her door.

But she knew she’d found true friendship
In a place where in the end
Shipmates would want to moor.

Now the grass is growing greener
And the trees begin to bird.
She could read it in the stars
Or she could read it in her scars.
She could read it in a book
Or she could read it in your look.