Born In June

A closing door no photos after

I stand before the hills that you’ve showed

On the ground

A long way back to my only home

And to when I’ll know again

Your sweet kiss, that country road

Time melts the visions they’re drifting on

And I don’t know where they go

Ten years ago I should have wrote to you

Though I did not know enough

But it’s clearer in the morning

And it is clearer in the moon

That I loved you darling

For one thousand Junes

And I don’t know where they go

Ten years before I was alone

On that golden road

And if you look into my eyes

Just know that somewhere I am free

Just walking up the sidewalk

Or walking down the street