The same roads that lead to you lead away,
And I can place each bend and faded sign.
There’s a catch in my throat by light of day
Since I know I’m your moonglow Valentine.
I study each expression on your face
And archive them all so I won’t forget.
They’ll transport me back to this time and place,
Rosy cheeks without a trace of regret.
Though words get lost between your head and heart
I comprehend all that you do not say.
With the simple pleasures you can impart
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
It could be grey, a dreary afternoon –
My time spent with you ends always too soon.