Sitting, wondering, thinking,
Of the last goodbyes of yesterday...
All I feel is stress
In the morning rising...
I feel I never felt--
Until I felt with you...
You're getting older but still don't know,
How to look up and just say: "no"...
I'm westbound on a train to see you
And don't know what face you'll make...
Why bother, when all you do is sleep?
Why wonder if you ever weep...
The dark side within you
Where the scythe cuts deeply...
Its hard to say goodbye
When we just said hello...
Amber, when the rain falls down
I think of you and forget a frown...
Like the sunshine singing
Sweet songs that make me smile...
I was thinking of your name
What it really means...
Thinking of how to write to you
And compare you to a summer's day...