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Dec 2015
Sometimes I think I’ve gone too deep into the story that I tell
Is it a way of leaving the past behind or just another place I fell
I wonder which chapter somebody new will come to know
Beautiful woman, the last goodbye can never be like the first hello

Maybe the well from which I draw will finally dry up
My heart will be forced to look for another way to fill my cup
I cannot search for need when I once thought I was so strong
Beautiful woman, it always ends, tells me what I’m doing wrong

I know I must change
And I see the love in your eye
But it’s always a distant shore
Which way will you go my love
Towards the one where we can live again
Or where our dreams only go to die?

I never thought I was clever enough to make blue change its color
But what I think about may be enough to make you forget another
I know the life I have made seems too far away for our worlds to meet
But it’s close enough for the ocean to cool the hot sand under your feet  

You know you must change
And you see the love in my eye
But it’s always a distant shore
Which way should I go my love
Towards the one where we know the answer
Or where our dreams can only go to ask why?

It’s a winter’s day that reminds me how strong a tree can be
The roots we cannot see only hide what is inside a person like me
And when the day comes for me to try to become new once again
Beautiful woman, will you know it’s time to make a new friend?

We know it’s time to change
And we see the love in our eyes
But it’s always a distant shore
Which way should we go my love
Towards the one where we will always smile
Or where our dreams can only go to cry?
Mark Lecuona
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