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.