Sitting there, all alone,
watching as the sun goes down.
Together in the afterglow
with nothing much to speak of now.

He’s fallen for her charms,
gotta let her know so right away.

Can not look her in the eye,
but feels that he has to recite
his thoughts for sentimental reasons
before regretting not believing.

It’s been a long,
(Such a long way he’s come)
long way to come,
(just to get back home.)
(Reeling head and the feeling’s way down low.)
to come back home.
(Such a long, long way to come back home.)
He’s getting into something new.

Huddle up, side by side,
there’s nothing much to fear tonight.
The far horizon’s blushing crimson
as the sky is getting dim.

She keeps him in her arms,
doesn’t let him go no more again.

Bound to say a last goodbye,
she feels that she could not decide
to stay and so she’s taking with her
all the time they’ve been together.

And she is far,
(She is far, she has gone,)
so far away,
(she is moving on.)
(Leaving in a hurry, she walked out on him.)
away from home.
(She’s so far away, away from home.)
She’s getting into something new.

He trembles by her side
and in her arms he cries again.

Waiting to forget the way
the wind played with her hair that day
and no romantic tendencies
assuage their yearning and their needs.

But there is no,	
(There is no turning back,)
no turning back,
(it’s the point of no return.)
(Ain’t no coming home no more.)
just parting now.
(It’s been quite some time since they’ve went away.)
They’ve gotten into something new.

Clemens Wolf