1959 – Ornette Coleman / Margo Guryan
In one room, deep gloom
sheltering her from Joys she once knew.
There sits a lonely woman
believing her life is through.
Though she once lived for laughter
days bring no spring,
winter is here to stay for a while.
Too drained of tears for crying
she’s to alone to smile longing for her lover.
Wish that I could tell her
grieving too can pass and so this mood soon will lift like a veil.
Then some day she’ll stray
far From the somber world of the past.
No more a lonely woman
she’ll follow the sun at last.