Saturday, December 5, 2009
Soledad
There's a long road ahead and she slips into the driver’s seat.
She doesn't know where she's going,
but she's headed for a place where her heart and her head meet.
Driving away, she’s driving away.
No destination in sight,
but she'll find her way.
Warnings were there, this time, she knows.
Feeling the pull of the road
and the push from here for her to go.
There’s more here, don't go, but she's gone.
He stands with his guitar, hallow breeze,
and he waits until dawn.
Driving away, she’s driving away.
No destination in sight,
but she'll find her way.
Trying to call out, trying to remind her each mile she gains.
Her eyes are ahead, no looking back. This hurt will wane;
letting go of the pain.
Her tears aren't fuel, but its working. Memories aren't company, but keep her on her way.
Too far gone to turn back,
do you hear the words I say?
Driving away, she drives away.
No destination in sight,
but she'll find her way.
Snapshots on the visor fade, letting go of the loss that she's always feared.
Hope is a breeze blowing through her hair.
Love is a whisper, but she's not there.
Driving away, she drives away
No destination in sight,
but she'll find her way.
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