Wishbone Ash Valediction
(Powell, Turner, Turner, Upton) Breathing is a sin, they say, Loneliness is the price to pay. Sad for you, I go once more. I'll dry my eyes on a distant shore. No way of freezing your rising tide No way of keeping you by my side. Like a bird, I'll fly high, Guarding over this love of mine. A room of trust A room of fears A room of laughter with a few sweet tears. There we play that sunny tone Come and help us as it lingers on. Many times we hurry by Lose our problems in a knowing smile. Many days were swept along Left unnoticed as our love grew strong. Believing each of us would always know Believing one of us would never go. Like a bird, I'll fly high Watching over this love of mine.
