You say that you're leaving...
Well,that comes as no surprise.
Still, I kinda like this feeling
of being left behind
And this ain't nothin' new to me.
It's just like going home,
It's kinda like those sunsets,
that make you feel so stoned
Hey,I guess it hasn't hit me yet.
I fell through this crack and I kinda lost my head.
I stand transfixed before this streetlight,
watching the snow fall on this cold December night.
I never thought this would happen,
But,somehow, the feelin's gone.
You got sick of the pattern,
and I got lost lost in the song.
Down in the middle of Lake Ontario,
the same snow is falling on the deep,silent water
that pours wonder into the waves of my heart.
in memory of Joe Fisher
NEXT
E MAIL