Dean Fields
Anymore
I found my way to you on a windless breeze.
I watched you drift with the greatest of ease.
As the shadows pulled you further from view,
Its coming clear... I don't know you anymore.
I'm at the station waiting on a bus.
The moments move the last seconds left of us.
The wheels will ride and tear their way between.
A tear will slide. You don't love me anymore.
700 ocean water miles, 11 hours of land left to drive,
And 6 long months will separate until I don't love you anymore.
From Letras Mania