As he walks away
Without a backward look
It is a parting
Never understood
City traffic like a dream
Pounding through my blood
How can he leave
Without a backward look?
Do I not deserve
To see his body turn?
A long glance of regret
Before I am finally spurned?
Feel the sun on my skin
Heats me from above
And warms my weary heart
Like a lover should
I sit in the city square
A light breeze on my face
And long for a backward look
And the path of loss retraced
As he walks away
A lifetime is defined
I know with total certainty
All I have left is time
His regrets as keen as mine
The blind leading the blind
Feel the sun on my skin
Heats me from above
And warms my weary heart
Like a lover should
I sit in the city square
A light breeze on my face
And long for a backward look
And the path of loss retraced
As he walks away
Without a backward look
It is a parting
Never understood