Just an old song I wrote years ago...

That Old Farewell

You sat down next to me, like poetry to wine
The windows locked upon the yellow city design
I took your hand while you decided what to do
The only kiss I ever miss, was one I shared with you

The other cities hold a memory still of a place
But, when I dream of that big hill,
I can only see your face

I want you
Or no one else
No one else will do
You, or no one
No one is the only one to fill the empty space
The empty space I hold for you
No one else will do

You simplified me down to slogans on the wall
I took offense, but you were right just about them all
My friends are telling me I shouldn't waste my time
But I can't concentrate until I make you mine
I'm drawing cards and making wishes down the well
Who would've known I'd lose myself in that old farewell

I want you
Or no one
No one else for me
You, or no one

No one else is strong enough to slow me down in time
To set me free free from that big hill
No one else will do

I want you
Or no one
No one else is fine
Oh, you, or no one
No one is the only one to fill me up inside

Until I make you mine
No one else will do