Were You To Be Gone
Were You To Be Gone
Could I carry on
Were you to be gone
I guess I can
But do understand
The skies would be blue
But have no more color
Not driving with you
Would lose all of its wonder
Songs would be noise
Losing all of its joy
Sunshine on Leith
Sounding more like a bleat
A walk through the mill
Would only be Bill
No longer as green
A whole different scene
Those rides to nowhere
Would lose all of its flare
I’d hear no more laughs
For my driving gaffs
Going out to eat
Would just be that
No longer sharing
Just me getting fat
Could I carry on
Were you to be gone
I guess I can
Be a man with no plan
Copyright © Bill Maceachern | Year Posted 2018
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