I know the sun will come and go again
The moon and stars will shine
Why should I not notice?
I don’t know
Time seems so capsulized
Drifting in an aimless breeze
Like the fallen leaves
Like wood out on the lake
Stop and conduct a symphony
Exercise some real control
Proving smething every day
But I know how to dream
In the fleeting time
I stood alone as the ghost driver
Sped away with your heart
And there’s an mpty space my arms enfold
And I say to myself
Gee, that’s right, there is nothing there
I try to try but even the voices are gone