A Number and a Name

How many times have I read farewell lines

In the things that you never seemed to say?

How many times have I read those last lines

And wondered why it ended this way?

Words of goodbye and all those loving lines

I must have been blind.

And it seems to me a shame that the number and the name

Both have changed with the passing of time.

How you would write about the bright lights?

It's a wonder that I never realized

How you would write about the bright lights

And your words always clouded up my eyes?

Our race was run now another's just begun

I must have been blind.

It seems to me a shame that the number and the name

Both have changed with the passing of time.

When your letters stopped the tears that I fought

How they ran like the rivers to the seas

When your letters stopped the tears that I fought

How they came in the flood of memories.

Each sunny day you slip further away

I must have been blind.

It seems to me a shame

That the number and the name

Both have changed with the passing of time.