He reached a high plank fence and said
Close from where she heard the quiet call
We went down
A car pulled in without a sound
A different kind
Adrift to find a home
Rest his eyes, don't go
He gazed at the plank fence
All those nights she heard the quiet call
We went down
A car pulled in without a sound
A different kind
Adrift to find a home
Rest his eyes, don't go
He sat down too often
Stacked up what others throw away
She slipped through his fingers
Like sand on a proper sunny day
He gets by, or that's what he said
Since the night she heard the final call
She went down
A car pulled in without a sound
A different one
No lead to where she's gone
Rest his eyes, don't go
Don't go
He sat down too often
Stacked up what others throw away
She slipped through his fingers
Like sand on a proper sunny day
He leaves the door open wide
Would she ever find her way?
She slipped through his fingers
Like sand on a proper sunny day
