Here's to us one more toast
and then we'll
pay the hill
Deep inside
both of us
could feel the
autumn chill
Birds of passage,
you and me
We fly instinctively
When the summer's
over
and the dark
clouds
hide the sun
Neither you nor
I'm to blame
when all is said and done
It's been there in my
dreams
this scene I see unfold
True at last, flesh and
blood
to cherish and to hold
Careless fools will suffer, yes
I know and I confess
Once lost my way when
Something good had just begun
Lesson learned, it's history
when all is said and done
In our lives
we have walked,
some strange
and lonely treks
Slightly worn
but dignified
And not too
old for sex
Clear-headed and
open-eyed
With nothing
left untried
Standing calmly
at the
crossroads,
no desire to run
There's no hurry
any more
when all is said and done
Standing calmly
at the
crossroads,
no desire to run
There's no hurry
any more
when all is said and done
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