the night gazing unto our eyes,
as if they had something to tell us.

i never wanted to say our goodbyes,
even when you left on the bus.

so many things I wanted to say,
wasn't alone after you came to me on that day.

I just wished you could come through,
one more time out of the blue.

met you on the west coast,
two cups up, we make a toast

you never wanted to see the end,
it was never with me

the cut will mend,
i will never be free