Drifting apart like bed sheets when I wake, making a cup of coffee trying not to take
A look in my direction
last night clothes lie in a heap, you leave through the front door
I fall back to sleep

What's been and past is not worth mourning
We'll only see the pain the negative heed my warning

Memories of pain a lovers heartbreak
A face two eyes a terrible mistake

The way your mother said she'd always be there
Or the way you buried a loved one it just isn't fair

The past is doomed it travels on our back
Waiting for when we're vulnerable it ready to attack

Leave the past where it is what's done is done
Don't look behind don't look back move forward, run.

The rain taps violently against the glass which has been crying again all night
Tears stream down it's see through face until the morning light

As I sit here and look out watching droplets fall from each green leaf
I wonder why the heavens mourn who has given them so much grief?

For who could have such an effect to make even the heavens cry?
I think out loud to myself who is this person and why

Maybe the sky mourns the loss of a beautiful romance
Or perhaps the sky was too keen and made a quick advance

Perhaps it was the sun who was to shy and hide beneath a cloud
Or maybe the sun had other interests to the moon she was vowed

And so the heavens weep and weep for reasons I know not why
But I'll stay awake with the rain as it falls from the night sky.

His eyes wild flowers dancing lazily across my body frozen in time
We both dared not speak for breaking quiet thoughts seemed to much a crime

When words finally fell from his perfectly misshapen lips
He told me he loved me and traced my skin with his fingertips

Love drunk I sighed and reached for his face
Forgetting anything else only focusing on this place

This place we only knew as our lovers secret hide out
Scattered with memories and hope there was no room for any doubt

If I had seen or predicted what was in sight
Maybe I would of held onto him tight that night

He left in the dark with those wild flower eyes
No letter no call slowly time always flies

His wild flower eyes that danced in the light seem now like a dried up haze
I sit here once again with my quiet thoughts looking out and just gaze.

I allow my eyes to roam where the clouds and hills meet
Far across the country is where my thoughts fleet

Somewhere in the distance my memories lie with you
As I sit here on Foley bench I wonder if you think of me too

There's something about this place beneath the 99 pine trees
I think I hear your voice beckoned by the breeze

I wonder where you are and I hope that you're alright
I hope that your happy and that your smiling again tonight.

Green with flickers of amber gold
Olive bronzed skin to the touch cold

Sweet aroma from neck and wrist
No patch of brown speckled skin unkissed

Full head of hair to dark for browns
Four forehead wrinkles from many frowns

Cheeks pink constantly flush
My lips against yours, lovingly brush

You came unexpectedly
The sound of our laughter and our silent tears
The smell of stale tobacco and alcohol
The excitement the thrill the joy


You left unexpectedly
The sound of my cries and my silent tears
The smell of t total
The disappointment the pity the sadness