The Journey On
It is, that I should not think of you
As I lie here in her bed
With sweet words spoken in her ear
The same words to you I’ve said
Where should this lead me now from here
This night that I have chose this path
That will lead me further from your shore
Upon my broken hearted raft
And as I leave to part your shore
It is within my eyes… formed tears
That I should blow a kiss goodbye
To my truest love, so ever dear
Although when truth be told it this
As my sweet words did reach her ear
And I lay here within her bed
It is only you, I think of... So dear
Robert Smith