so here we are, or rather, here i am, quite alone,
i'm seeing things that were shared before, long ago ...
my memory stretches and i am dazed: you know i know
how good the time was and how i laughed ..
times have changed, now you're far away, i can't complain:
i had all my chances but they slipped right through my hands - like so much sand;
i know i'll never dance like i used to
i'll just wait till day breaks upon the land and the sea.
hoping that i can catch all of the memories,
then i must crawl off upon my way, all of me
listening hard for the final words.
but there are none; the sunrise calls, i've lingered on
too close for comfort and i don't know quite why
i feel like crying -
i know we'll never dance like we used to.
i look up, i'm almost blinded by the warmth of what's inside me
and the taste that's in my soul,
but i'm dead inside as i stand alone .... |