A PROMISED LOVE

one last wish before I leave the station
rise to the occasion hold me tight
leave the past where it cannot reach us
has it failed to teach us there’s only wrong or right

the way I was was the only way I could’ve been
I’m not who I was back then

freezing rain railroad tracks are steaming
years I have spent dreaming of your skin
tell me love has my time been wasted
I must come to face it let the moment tell

the way I was was the only way I could’ve been
I’m not who I was back then

if I get on that train and ride
staring out the window in the morning light
watch the trees go by
I take my pen and write

fill the page commemorate the journey
how your charms have stirred me to the breaking point
I have known a gift seldom given
I have been driven by a promised love

if I get on that train and ride
staring out the window in the morning light
watch the trees go by
I take my pen and write

the way I was was the only way I could’ve been
I’m not who I was back then

 — Allegheny Morning Sky