The Pillow

The pillow knows so many things

About the tears and why were they shed

When there is no one else around

The pillow’s there to hold your head

The pillow keeps the tears within

And dries them up all safe and sound

Then labels them in perfect order

Of what occasion they were found

You might have said it all before

You might have said it many times

The pillow listens silently

The pillow listens every time

If you have got a pillow

And you’re hurting and your sore

Why bother go look for a friend

If comfort’s what you’re looking for