Once again…
Teardrops are racing down…
Engraving the lines of life
The teardrops are racing down
Again
Oh, sometimes
Love’s like a thistledown
It flies away at times
One tear can bring it back down
Swirling winds
Sails torn to pieces
Leading the old ghost love
Boat around
Can you see me?
Time can’t make
Weakness a power
Turning the old ghost love
Boat around
Sewing the sails,
I’m chasing the storm’s
Sweet embrace
The night has a beautiful face
Stranger censes numb my senses
May I taste your tears
Salt can make
My heart grow harder
How come I always
Find myself taking your place
Again
Teardrops are racing down
Engraving the lines of life
The sails lay torn
On the ground
And I’m asking
Why…me?
Help…me…
Roses dried hung on the ceiling
Maybe one last time,
Sails I’m a-heaving
Engraving the words on skin,
Wood and steel
My old ghost love boat
Plows the sea
Oh, sweet embrace
The night has a beautiful face
Stranger censes numb my senses
May I taste one tear
One more rose cut, dead and
Dry on the ground
Again
Teardrops are racing down
Engraving the lines of life
The sails lay torn
On the ground
And I’m asking why…
Again
Dry roses keep me afloat
I’m seeking my old ghost
Love boat
Waiting me on the shoals
Of love, never found