As the light beckoning at the tunnel's end
Thoughts of you encourage my existence...

Don't think of times so long ago
Don't dwell upon the past...

The student sits and listens to the
teacher preach and preach...

The wind blowing softly
upon the night skies...

Gently brushing past my mind
Like the breeze off a passing butterfly...

Tick Tock, Tick Tock
The world begun, begun the clock...

Too soon too sudden you were gone
To a beautiful land afar...

Torn between two loves
Both pulling in opposition upon my heart...

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

How many times can one man love?
As many times as stars above...

Winds beating,
Oceans swelling...

The winter whiteness wrapped the wilderness
within the warmness of its waning weather...