Tired of Singing Sad Songs, by Sarabeth Geoghegan

Heather and I are saturating ourselves with SBG's new music. Can't get enough.



The pavement is soaking wet, the snow hasn’t fallen yet

I whisper your name and I can see my breath

And I’m tired of singing sad songs

The world’s fallen fast asleep and I’m walking down the street

I whisper your name without the heaviness

And I’m tired of singing sad songs


When the flowers bloom darling we will too After a hard cold winter

And the birds fly home with a lighter load They’re singing a hymn of summer

Ooh, ooh


The willow has lost her leaves naked she does not weep

She whispers “it’s finally time to breathe”

And she’s tired of singing sad songs

All I have are memories and really that’s fine with me

I whisper your name, smile and believe

That it’s time to sing a new song

When the flowers bloom darling we will too After a hard cold winter

And the birds fly home with a lighter load They’re singing a hymn of summer

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh oooh ooh, etc.

I’m tired of singing sad songs