dream st & chance

lover i

can't say why it's so

when i hear the fog horn calling

and the moon is falling

like snow

on the rippling road

i know

i must be travelling alone

others cry

can't say why it's so

when you saw the love light fading

in my eyes anticipating no

you just stopped the show

i suppose

you will be travelling alone

when we meet again

as strangers or friends

at the intersection of dream street and chance

no new romance to pretend

a lamplight floods my view

memories flow

or deja vous

what's the difference then

whether i ever knew you

mama why

can't you say why it's so

when a child's heart torn asunder

joins the heavens in a clap of thunder

it's gonna be a long long road home

when we speak again

as mothers or friends

on the bridal path where no time passes be

no truth to deny or defend

a castle made of stone

forecast of rain

from the weatherman's throne

and then puddle rainbows

can't say why it's so