The Lonesome Traveler

I am a lonesome traveler on the road too long
Wearing worn out boots, singing lonely songs
Once I was your true love, but I had to roam
Now winds are whispering: “find your way back home”

Standing on the highway, alone in the pouring rain
Memories of you, calling me again

Hear your fading footsteps, when we used to walk
See your bright eyes shining, during late night talk
Feel your gentle kisses, soft and lingering
Miss your warm embrace, so far away from me

Sounds of sorrow floating on the wind
Ghostlike Jacob Marley, showin what might have been
Will memories forgotten, haunt me til the end
Pale moonlight, my only friend