More Info No one knows my lady when she's lonely
No one sees the fantasies and fears my lady hides
There are those who've shared her love and laughter
But no one hears my lady when she cries but me
No one hears my lady when she cries
And when she cries it makes you wanna run
And chase the sun and bring it back
To brighten up a corner of her dark and troubled skies
When she cries
Here's my son and his wife's pub in the heart of the Yorkshire Dales
Guinea Pig alert !
