The Lonesome Lane
The pour and shower has just gone by
The lumps of clouds are moving out of the sky
The blessing is glistening on the stone paved road
And the hollow holes becoming broad
Along the lonesome lane
The dried up drops let alone your heart
Of something pleasant torn apart
The glaze of the shine upon your face
Giving you a doubt about the rest of the race
Around the lonesome lane
You wait on the corridor
Expecting someone to be at the door
You lean on the wall of darkness
Waiting for company, in distress
Across the lonesome lane
The loveliest spring comes after winter
With goes away all your splinter
You help yourself with the lay of flower beds
Holding onto this merriment you always head
Down the lonesome lane
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