Why am I lonely?
Need I really ask...

Fears and hopes and plans and love
A journey planned and guided from-above...

The occupants were never seen,
Thats to say, by myself I mean...

Mariah:
("Away out here they got a name...

The boys of Summer
The boys of Fall...

The girl-child grows and it
first appears...

Can anyone imagine
The life they may have led...

Each one of us has memories
We keep them locked inside...

You would have to remember back when we cruised...
The lights go by...

Too long, too far
I've been away...

I could hear her screaming,
Feel her trying to pull away...

I wish that I had lingered
In the world that I once knew...