The tempered road of grey unfolds the endless, endless day
It twists and winds and broken signs they help me on my way
The wind sings long a painful song, the timber trees twist benter
The noise into my ears – can’t bear it; piercing to my centre.
The journey’s end so far yet in my mind I am but there
I see and smell my hands are pouring through her golden hair
The rain drives down and obstacles are littered in the road
My eyes see a beauty; the most I’ve ever knowed
Since last we met she may have changed, inevitably true
But I still know her hair’s still gold and eyes still bottle blue
And we can we grasp those moments that we had right from the start?
No change can move the place of her inhabitng in my heart
The road now is deserted like the time we first did meet
Just us alone with nervous pounds of every heart that beat
Far into the distance is a lonely flickering light
Reminds me of the lantern used that saw us through our night
A passing car it dashes by, a tear falls from my eye
Reminder of a stab of pain that nothing can belie
For in a jolt some day long gone a flash appeared so fast
A strangers arm took her hand and thus defined my past
And many cars are passing now, but there are none to mention
I have no cares for them my heart cannot be brought to question.
And many times I’ve tried to recreate that which I have lost
But candles in the winter garden can’t prevent the frost.
But still I drive I’ll carry on. It’s now or it is never
My ties to her made of a kind that none can truly sever
And if it’s so she’s found a life of happiness and laughter
I’ll turn about and trawl the road to begin my second chapter