Didn’t See the Rope

James Leva, North Buffalo Music/Hoolawd Music - BMI

I could see but I would not believe

That you an I were both bound to grieve

Wanting love

Love wanting

Wishing for hope

I didn’t see the rope

You were bound by ghosts only I could see

I was bound, as always, to be me

Ties that bind

Cries that blind

Trying to cope

I didn’t see the rope

It’s a long shot we’ll ever find a mate for the soul

And it’s a long drop from the top of the gallows pole

We watched as love died

Eyes open wide

Fingers grope

But can’t find the rope

© James Leva