Story Behind The Song

Wrote this in the US last year after attending the Taxi road rally

Song Description

Country ballad about crocodile tears

Lyrics

I was only seventeen when you got up to leave
I was only young there for awhile
As you had got your wanderlust
And I began to see
There was only one of us in need
I begged you not to go away
I said don’t make me blue
And as I said this you began to cry

But borrowed tears are silent tears
You only hear them for awhile
When I looked your eyes were already dry

I looked in to those clear blue eyes for the secrets of your heart
They were as dark as the deep blue sea
I was looking for a trace of love
Of what there used to be
But what was there was cold and hard as stone
You’ve gone and borrowed all my things
And you won’t give ‘em back
And actions speak much louder than words
But…
Where were you going now I asked
Whose nest with feathered down
Would you be lying in next time around?
As bitterness had filled my heart reproaches not a few
What were you doing to my poor poor heart?
I’m climbed into bed that night to cry myself to sleep
And as I did so I began to see
That…
Borrowed tears don’t last that long
They’re like the snow that falls in May
When you look you don’t see them any more