Melancholy Sky

As I go, as I go, and I let you slip away
Oh I know, yes I know that I'll lie in bed awake
as I think and I think of the love we'll never make
and the strength that it'll take
to get up, look around at the melancholy sky
sniff the air, hear the sound,
take a breath and start to cry.
If you're gone, then you're gone,
but don't tell me it's a lie.
I can't begin to answer why...

Love comes on, like a deer in the dawn.
Walks up so quietly, and then bolts with a fright.

So I turn and I turn
cause I long to see your face.
Live and learn, bridges burn,
never going to the place
in my mind as I find
that I never could erase.
No I never could erase.
Now I drift and I drift on imaginary rifts
till I fall and I fall
and the wind picks up and lifts me again.
That is when I was sailing in the air.
Could have floated anywhere.

Love soars high, like a cloud in the sky.
Drifting gracefully in,
then bursts into tears letting go all the years.
Let it rain... Let it pour.

Should I walk? Take a ride?
Find my way back to your side?
Should I run? Should I hide?
Should I push my love aside?
Would I dare to confide
that my arms are open wide?
Won’t you help me to decide?