Twenty-four Colours of Bromford - Part 22

"Bromford Skyline"

We sit and watch umbrellas fly

I'm trying to keep my newspaper dry

I hear myself say

"My boat's leaving now"

So we shake hands and cry

Now I must wave goodbye, wave goodbye

Wave goodbye, wave goodbye

Wave goodbye, wave goodbye

You know

I don't want to cry again

I don't want to cry again

I don't want to say goodbye

I don't want to cry again

I don't want to run away

I don't want to race this pain

I'll never see your face again

Oh but how

How can you say

That I didn't try?

You see things in the depths of my eyes

That may love's run dry

No

We leave to their goodbyes

I've come to depend on the look in their eyes

My blood's sweet for pain

The wind and the rain bring back words of a song

And they say wave goodbye, wave goodbye

Wave goodbye, wave goodbye

Wave goodbye, wave goodbye

But you know

I don't want to fall again

I don't want to look this pain

I don't want another friend

I don't want to try again

I don't want to see you hurt

Don't let me see you hurt

I don't want to cry again

I'll never see your face again

How can you say

That I didn't try?

You know I did

You see things in the depths of my eyes

My love's run dry

I don't want to cry again

So I read to myself

A chance of a lifetime to see new horizons

On the front page

A black and white picture

Of Bromford skyline