I met a man
Along the road one day Who reminded me Of someone that I love. It was something in his faraway And aimless, drifting drawl. And I took him home. And he stayed a while. And I pretended He was the one I lost, The one who looks for me With haunted eyes. And I hoped, I prayed, That the love I showered on him Would draw deep into and through That one estranged from me. Perhaps this is the key. Perhaps the ones we loose Were meant to be found In those lost ones that we meet. I don't know. But it gives me hope To find someone who needs That love that aches in me. Walk away boy,
Walk away. You'll never have enough And you'll never find the thing That you were missing. Walk away. You know that she's a fake And that she lures you With a dream. Walk away. And let them come And carry it all Into the hollow Of their empty eyes, Where the darkness Needn't bind you any longer. Fly away. Fly away, boy, Into the brightness Of the morning sunshine. And let the coolness of it's rivers Wash away the mystery Of all you hoped to find there. It is easier than you think. And it is a breath away. It is a moment. It is now. |
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