Geraldine Anne Ferraro (August 26, 1935 – March 26, 2011) was an American attorney, a Democratic Party politician, and a member of the United States House of Representatives. She was the first female vice presidential candidate representing a major American political party.
Ferraro grew up in New York City and worked as a public school teacher before training as a lawyer. She joined the Queens County District Attorney's Office in 1974, heading the new Special Victims Bureau that dealt with sex crimes, child abuse, and domestic violence. In 1978 she was elected to the U.S. House of Representatives, where she rose rapidly in the party hierarchy while focusing on legislation to bring equity for women in the areas of wages, pensions, and retirement plans. In 1984, former vice president and presidential candidate Walter Mondale, seen as an underdog, selected Ferraro to be his running mate in the upcoming election. Ferraro became the only Italian American to be a major-party national nominee in addition to being the first woman. The positive polling the Mondale-Ferraro ticket received when she joined soon faded, as damaging questions arose about her and her businessman husband's finances and wealth and her Congressional disclosure statements. In the general election, Mondale and Ferraro were defeated in a landslide by incumbent President Ronald Reagan and Vice President George H. W. Bush.
You know I can't believe you,
all the things you say,
they're not true. [oh oh oh]
But I fear I can't just leave you.
All I feel is that I need you my love.
This is all my spirit can take,
anymore and I will surley meet decay.
Won't you reach out and touch my heartache,
feel it beating, please don't throw it away.
I can't believe your careless lies,
your burning eyes, pass through me.
I never thought our love would die,
but how could I, I could not see.
Baby girl you know I need you,
can't believe that you would leave me this way.
If my pain will not appease you,
so it please you I've got nothing to say.
I now begin to realise,
you're not the girl I once knew.
But deep beneath those hollow eyes,
reasons that dieing part of you, of you.
I will cry, cry for you, for you, I will cry, cry for you.
curtains drawn you shut the moon out,
as though it were bright as sun in the day.
As we crawl through the dementia in your head,
you would show me a way.
I can't believe your careless lies,
your burning eyes, pass through me.
I never thought our love would die,
but how could I, I could not see.
See for you,
I will cry, cry for you, for you,
I will cry, cry for you, for you,
I will cry, cry for you, for you,
I will cry, cry for you, for you,