High to low, The morning comes, the wait is over. Time to go, An older tale, some other face in line, Shame it's not mine. Survived to show, A warning sign of indecision. Eyes aglow, A rising sun begins a lonesome climb, As tears are run dry. Of all the things I've ever dreamed, I never thought I'd see you cry. Of all the things, a certainty, I never thought I'd see you cry. Winding home, Sentimental drifting over. Quiet roads, With every step, another place in time, Stays in your mind.