Jesse Frederick — Victoria Lenore

Days begin sitting, waiting by the door Maybe you have dropped a line Same old tune, magazine and nothing more I don't know why I take the time Victoria Lenore By the hour, you are always on my mind I cry my memory to sleep And fade away with any reason I can find Thoughts of dreams I'll never keep Spending years lost in life and where it goes Writing poems that never rhyme Looking back, realizing that it shows I don't know why I take the time Victoria, Victoria Lenore, Lenore