Letra da Música Midnight Caller de Badfinger

Beneath the midnight caller
She thinks of paper green
You never hear them calling her name
They just know where they've been
You never hear them holler
The tears no longer come
She reads a daily book of her past
That shows of everyone
Greys that show in her hair
Can't be but don't seem to care
She locks the door
And there's no one there
She sees a daytime stroller
Walked from the night before
And though she paints a smile on her face
He won't be back no more
Shes got no Saint to follow
Shes got no place to go
Too proud to ask an old friend for help
Too proud to let them know
Greys that show in her hair
Can't be but don't seem to care
She locks the door
And there's no one there
Nobodys gonna help you now