wanderlust

Wanderlust

Wanderlust - 3:15
I have wept until I've slept
Into the lap of the lady that I love.
And though she begged and she cajoled
I could not tell her what I was thinking of.
I didn't chose, no I was chosen
By a life that must be lived in passing through,
And though she changed so much for me,
Changing this is the one thing I cannot do.

Darling, I'm leaving,
The distance keeps calling me on.
Darling, come morning,
I'll be gone.

She is beauty, she is graceful
In her poise, she is gentle in her care,
She is the calm in the centre of my storm,
She is her fingers through my hair.
She has my heart, but it is breaking
Because it knows that deep inside she still believes
That there will ever come a morning when I'm staying
And not gathering to leave.

Baby, let's get out of the city,
We need to breathe some cleaner air.
That creeping feeling starting, like I miss you,
Though we're both of us still here.
There's a sadness in your smiles now,
An edge of desperation in your voice.
We have all this independence
But it still feels like we never had a choice.

Darling, I'm leaving.

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