Still it's True

I thought if you could break my heart
It'd break and mend.
I thought if you would walk away
We'd stop being friends.

Instead, hurting's become my part
From dawn's break 'til dark.
And while I'm angry, still it's true.
My heart's still stuck in park.

Autumn Train

The sunshine's starting to slip away
earlier and earlier each day.
Most are growing content within,
To set up house and just stay in
Close out the cold thats just at bay
And watch the leaves all lay.

While they are settling down
and happy to stay around
I've got a growing urge to run
Pack up, take off, chase the sun.
I can hear a sweeter sound
And it's drawing me out of town...

I don't mind driving in the rain
And I'm not running from any pain
I'm not desperate to escape
Or replaying some old movie tape
I'm just dreaming of a new plain
Thinking it's time to finally catch that train.

Out of Sight

She must have had a heart of crumbling clay,
Whoever first deemed out of sight as out of mind
One day in love, the next, love ready to consign
A long goodbye, but never knowing the pain to pine.
No, she couldn't have had a heart like mine.

I needn't see your face or hear you play
To see your eyes, as dark as wine,
And be as drunk by them, as the strongest vine.
I needn't to hear your voice in perfect rhyme
Lingering words with power, my fears to align.

You could spend the rest of our days away,
And my heart would still repeat, "I'm thine."
No, she couldn't have had a heart like mine.
Waiting, and ready to wait for all time.
Waiting, perhaps, though waiting in line.

Out of sight means out of mind,
Unless you're stuck with a heart like mine.