The July wind blew from the mountain and threw a chill on the lake shore The whitecaps danced around us like they never have before There ain't no room in this little town No one to settle up the score So we must live with what we both put down just before we lost the war
My love for you has gone unspoken Still you knew the words I'd say Yet we stand here with both hearts broken on this windy summer day I can't find relief in the lies I told but they came right from my core I still believe one of us ran cold just before we lost the war
I used to think that time was plenty and time was all I knew But it gets cut short for so many It could be me; it could be you There ain't no wind that can blow the truth back to where it stood before And I couldn't change it in a cold phone booth just before we lost the war
So say goodbye and fare-thee-well Tell everyone I'm doing fine For as far as I can tell I'm just ten years down the line What we give we can't get back and we always ask for more We could not retreat; we could not attack just before we lost the war
Compositor: William T Morrissey ECAD: Obra #16894794