Hortense
hortense
so full of long agos
on the drive down Signal Mountain
you said no
i rue the day
when you have to go
what will the children say?
another boring song from yesterday
hortense
how you tend to your woes
by the sighs of the weeping willows
the shadows grow
there is no going back
we are what we once had
i wish i could persuade you that
if time would stop
we'd still be wondering where we're at
how did it get so complicated?
hortense
who's to know where we will go
by the grace of the summer's night
the waters grow
i rue the way
the way you had to go
what will the children say?
just a boring song from yesterday
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©2011 alfie lee
