Been down that road called love many times before,
puppy love, high school love, back seat love...

Watching thirty years of love going down the...
what could have turned true love into hate...

'Tis always when love leaves my heart and soul,
never to leave quietly, but ripped out, a jagged...

my soul has found itself alone,
deep dark thoughts of my tomb stone...

As i look thur jaded window pane,
you walk down sand covered lane...

I saw you once, only once, in a dream,
it was years ago, but not that many...

Early morning, at noon, at midnight,
in happiness and sorrow, good or with spite...

Peering into dense Forrest, such an evil abode,
Sun on high, no light for my eye to see past...

Can only see flickern' candle light...

Hopeless staring at the deep blue sea...

Well...

Cold steel...