Rest on Her Shoulder

She holds me in the cold breeze

But only when she's lonely

Then she'll act like she don't know me

When the rain's pouring on me

Still I trace her lines till I find rest on her shoulder

Well she ain't much of a lover

Though I've passed on many others

Just to chase her through the night

To find no comfort in her covers

Still I trace her lines till I find rest on her shoulders

I still don't know where she goes

Though I try my best to follow

Where the horizon meets the sky

Thats where she goes to cry

But she don't let me console her

So I'll just trace her lines till I find rest on her shoulder

Well its her silence that speaks to me

And I swear she runs right through me

Her black lace trimmed in gold

And for me it is my duty

To trace her lines till I find rest on her shoulder