Digital Tradition Mirror

No Regrets

No Regrets
(Tom Rush)

 I know your leavin's too long overdue,
 For far too long, I've had nothin' new to show to you.
 Goodbye, dry-eyed I watched your plane,
 Sail off West of the moon.
 And feels so strange to walk away alone.

 Hours that were yours echo like empty rooms,
 Thoughts we once shared I now keep alone.
 I woke last night and called your name,
 Not thinking you were gone.
 And it felt so strange to lie awake alone.

 My friends have tried to turn my nights to days,
 Strange faces in your place can't keep the ghosts away.
 They say the darkest hour,
 Is just before the dawn.
 And if feels so strange to live my life alone.


Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!

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