Well I wish I could think of some cliche to mouth

To make our parting seem less sad

But if I told you lies or promised you the moon

The truth would come trickling from my eyes



So run honey run, and hide in the wind

And never stop to look inside your mind



Well I wish I could wash all my weeping blues away

And watch them disappear on morning tide

Oh, but I seek after sword, after sounds of the sea

A charm forever round my mind



And I wish I could fly like a bat from a cave

Through the darkness of my ignorance to light

I'd forever live on the echoes of our love

And die like some star burning bright