12. Heather Road

HEATHER ROAD
Carey Appel/Lisa Nemzo © 2012 Heather Road Productions/Dream Wild Songs ASCAP

The bus drops me on the corner everyday at half past four
Fallen leaves are still
Eucalyptus everywhere
As I walk slowly up the hill

My mother’s car is in the driveway
The soup is on the stove
It’s another lazy day on Heather Road

Summer dinners in the back yard on the red brick patio
Sprinklers cool the hill behind
We danced in our hula hoops
Until the moon began to shine

Then at night I laid my head down
And rocked my soul to sleep
When I was sad and felt alone on Heather Road

And my dollhouse was my best friend
A tiny piece of make believe
Where Mom and Dad never gave up what we had
In my world, he’d never leave

The house has been replaced now
It’s cold and made of stone
Hard to see what it’s become
Gone is the weeping willow tree and the balcony that I sang from

I still see Mom’s car in the driveway
Smell the soup upon the stove
The way we were lives in my heart
on Heather Road