Berlinda Carlisle The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan Lyrics

The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan Lyrics

The mornin' sun touched lightly

On the eyes of Lucy Jordan

In her
white suburban bedroom

In her white suburban town

As she lay there,
neath the covers

Dreamin of a thousand lovers'

Til the world turned
orange

And the room went spinnin' round



At the age of
thirty-seven

She realised she'd never ride

Through Paris in a
sportscar

With the warm wind in her hair

And she let the phone keep
ringing

As she sat there softly singin'

Pretty nurs'ry rhymes she'd
memorised

In her daddy's easy chair



Her husband he was off
to work

And the kids were off to school

And there were on so many
ways

For her to spend the day

She could clean the house for
hours

Or rearrange the flowers

Or run naked down the shady
street

Screamin' all the way



The evenin' sun touched gently
on

The eyes of Lucy Jordan

On the rooftop where she climbed

When all the laughter grew too loud

And she bowed and curtseyed to the
man

Who reached and offered her his hand

And led her down to the
long white car

That waited past the crowd