Molina and Johnson
The Lily and the Brakeman
who's heart is that on the alleghenywith the lily in her autumn hairthat chestnut i'd won with the broken heartwhose sorrow and whose tearsrhododendron waits in the shadow's timemountain whisperinlet the moon be the next shore you findleave the boy behindwho does the whistle of the #8read the mind of the wavethe twilight had rolled through the pinesand the first lily that he gaveyou took his name, he brought you just sorrowthe brakeman with the stargaze in his eyeshas lost you now, his only loveleave the lily behindleave the lily behind
From Letras Mania