Duvalier was a bitter man
who cursed the morning sun
He shunned the world of mortals
and the sounds of human tongues,
Bless the night that chased
who would never love again
Referring perfect strangers
to the company of friends
Cause strangers are so easily forgotten
Oh, it's hard to keep believing
when you know you've been deceived
To face a lie and dare to try again
But there's nothing like a woman
with her spell of make -believe
Make a new believer of a man
Devalier took the fickle terms
Expecting next to nothing out of life
Till fortune found a girl
to fan the flame he thought had died
She touched him through the senses
that his mind could not control
Then smiling, stepped aside
and the hunger in his soul
Duvalier was a dreamer after all
Oh, it's hard to keep believing
when you know you've been deceived
To face a lie and dare to try again
But there's nothing like a woman
with her spell of make -believe