A friend of mine named Karen
She cuts hair for a living
But that's not where she wants to be.
She writes beautiful ballads
Wants to sing them to the people
God, she's ten times better than me
But she had a family
A husband and a baby
That's the life she chose to lead
And I respect her judgement
Like I respect her husband
And still she says to me
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She says - Gary, I wrote this beautiful love song
I wrote it on a whim
It's from the heart and it bares my soul
But Gary, I can't sing it to him.
Now Karen really loves him
She puts no one above him
He was all she was searching for
But when she sings her love songs
He rarely ever listens
It's like he's heard them all before
But her romance is still there
So from feelings she cannot share
Karen wrote her song
A song of love, a song of hope
Sung to a man she used to know
And loved once, but now is gone.