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Tarot Girl
by Lyle Berry (Age: 61)
copyright 10-11-2001


Age Rating: 18 to 127

  Tarot Girl
Picture Credits: http://Tarot.com

When they first met, he was playing guitar;
the music was his great escape.
He sang to her in that Peyton Place bar;
She dealt those fickle cards of Fate.
Drawn to her like a moth to a flame,
he craved her more than any drug.
Got caught up in the old cheating game;
Soon all that mattered was her love.

Her love was everything he’d ever wanted;
Her love was everything he’d ever dreamed.
He poured out his heart – he poured out his soul____!
But the Tarot girl had other needs.
The Tarot girl had other needs.

The truth surprised them on one hot Tulsa night,
oblivious and so love blind.
And for a time, he pretended for his wife,
but the Tarot girl burned in his mind.
Ran off to Kansas but just couldn’t survive;
he wrote her love songs every day.
The girl’s memory oh, so fresh and alive;
all his lyrics seemed to say:

Her love was everything he’d ever wanted;
Her love was everything he’d ever dreamed.
He poured out his heart – he poured out his soul____!
But the Tarot girl had other needs.
The Tarot girl had other needs.

Brought her to Phoenix – back to Tulsa they fled;
moved on to Richmond in a haze.
He couldn’t wait ‘til at last they were wed;
those were his happiest days.
In Pennsylvania she returned to the fold,
back to her hometown now to stay.
Raising grandchildren trying not to grow old,
while his job kept him away.

He grew so weary being out of her life,
alone and empty on the road.
All he had wanted was to hold her each night,
but this existence left him cold.
Foolish to ask her now to leave her small town –
all that that she cared for anymore.
He could see she didn’t need him around
and as he cocked his forty-four:

Her love was everything he’d ever wanted;
Her love was everything he’d ever dreamed.
He poured out his heart – he poured out his soul____!
But the Tarot girl had other needs.
The Tarot girl had other needs.




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10-26-2001 Kay Lee Kelly    

Springsteen, eat your heart out, very well done,
Lyle,


10-13-2001 Jackie Moranty    

That's some sentiment there. Well done. Jackie


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