Eve

Lyrics：John Bettis Music：Richard Carpenter

Eve I can't believe that you could mean what you just said,

Think of what you are, how very far you are from being real,

Look into the mirror--nothing there to see,

Eve I can't believe you'd really leave him.

Notice how her image saddens, how lonely she's become,

Just once I'd like to see her happy, before the winter comes.

Eve I wouldn't lie, the open sky is not your home,

Wide as it may be, reality is here among the stones,

Thorns among the roses add to what is real,

Eve you are a rose among the thorns here.

Notice how her image saddens, how lonely she's become,

Just once I'd like to see her happy, before the winter comes.

I wish her only good times, before the winter comes.