24.6.08

Moody Sunday night on the way home....

Yesterday night on the ferry, as tears go by, and I should know the road is always there!

It is the evening of the day I sit and watch the children play. Smiling faces I can see, but not for me. I sit and watch as tears go by.

My riches can't buy everything. I want to hear the children sing. All I hear is the sound of rain falling on the ground. I sit and watch as tears go by.

It is the evening of the day. I sit and watch the children play. Doin' things I used to do. They think are new. I sit and watch
as tears go by.