"Claire Jones" lyrics

"Claire Jones"

She's an RN working for the weekends
He is back but she doubts he plans to stay
Another patient passed last week and she waits
In the driveway
To finish crying

She's Claire Jones, Claire Jones
Claire Jones, Claire Jones
Claire Jones, Claire Jones

If you could change a single thing, you'd change your name
A white rose in the desert drowning in the rain
Oh, the desert used to be dry
And now the rain's pouring from her eyes

And Claire Jones, Claire Jones
You don't know your strength
But Claire Jones, don't you know?
I long to be as strong someday

You're an RN working every weekend
Paying time just to get your pay
And you say that you're fine as you wait in the driveway
To finish crying

A wallflower 'til she goes outside
She hikes a mountain like it's nothing
And dances in the sky until her eyes dry
Until her eyes dry

And Claire Jones, Claire Jones
You're sad your hair's turned gray
But Claire Jones, don't you know?
You're gorgeous either way

Only smiled once today to put on her blush
Did her hair, then slipped on scrubs and left in a rush
There she goes
Claire Jones
Claire Jones


Writer(s): Jesse Dill, Madilyn Cleveland
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