Just another ordinary day.
You’re in a land far away.
I wait by the phone
Thinking I might receive a call
But, all I ever hear is the
Distant sound of a squall,
Beating down the window panes.
You chose to move to another shore
Looking for another love.
I sit here patiently, knowing
You will never find another dove.
You walk street after burning street,
Looking for a respite from the memory
Of that kiss that still blazes your lips,
While the ashes whirl up and choke you.
The more you run, the more you’ll be haunted
By the devastation left in your wake.
In the agonised valley where you rally
Between love and hate, the hours and days
Pile up between a rock and a faraway place.
Regret is a very loaded word,
Strongly felt by those who cannot forgive.
In my mind, I called myself to make up
For the call that never came.
The happiness that I have will take
You a lifetime to arrive at.
Keep running my friend,
From yourself till you’re ready
To face the man in the mirror
And accept your share of grace.