I’m standing in a field
Can’t remember the last time
I felt so lonely
Should I
leave it all behind
Let the grass
grow over
Drive away
to find
places
I’ve never been before
In narrow streets and alleys
along the shore
Filled with people
from all around
Right there..
I want to get lost
never to be found
As much
as I look forward
to the moment
of reunion
a doubtful feeling
comes over me
not the years
or the months
but the wasted hours
of meaningless words
and expensive wine
The Thrill Is Gone
it is useless to wait
Before you know it
the desire starts to whine again
