High to low,
The morning comes, the wait is over.
Time to go,
An older tale, some other face in line,
Shame it's not mine.
Survived to show,
A warning sign of indecision.
Eyes aglow,
A rising sun begins a lonesome climb,
As tears are run dry.
Of all the things I've ever dreamed,
I never thought I'd see you cry.
Of all the things, a certainty,
I never thought I'd see you cry.
Winding home,
Sentimental drifting over.
Quiet roads,
With every step, another place in time,
Stays in your mind.