Distance

By mcscraic

Fri, 24 Aug 2018

Distances

By Paul McCann

The streets of the city are cold and have no pity

as I walk on the sidewalks alone.

All I see in silence is the distance between us

that goes on and on and I am far from home.

So far from home .

So I escape where the white lines seem to stretch out

to the waves that crash down on the golden sands

and no one hears a sound at all as I call out your name

and the echoes they just fall around to the empty shores of love .

In the distance I see there are mountains to climb

and the thoughts just keep running through my mind

and no matter where I go , I just can’t say hello

and the miles between us roll on by .

Is it any wonder why I fly so high above it all

like a bird in the sky, full of thunder and rain

and the pain just disappears in the distance between you and me .

So I walk away in the distance, so no sees me cry the way I do

Is it any wonder , why I ask you .

Why I ask you ,

Why I ask you why you did the things you did to me ,

when you said goodbye to our life and love.

The streets of the city are cold and have no pity

as I walk on the sidewalks alone ,

and all that I see in the silence is the distance between us

and it goes on and on .

I am far from home .