For Rose

(Jonathan Pointer)
 A warm wind blows
 Across my windowsill tonight
 Like a ghost, like a ghost
 Soft and low
 In this other- worldly light
 I dream of Rose
 Common time
 Never ceases, never yields
 It comes and it goes
 Now I find
 I lost the pavement 'neath my wheels
 When I lost Rose
 Should anybody wonder where I'm bound
 I don't know
 I come and I go
 Wreckage looks the same from town to town
 I suppose
 It wasn't meant to be this way
 For Rose
 Soldier on
 What's left is not what I planned
 It's what I chose, What I chose
 And the sun
 Up and slipped right thru my hands
 When I lost Rose
 Should anybody wonder where I'm bound
 I don't know
 I come and I go
 Wreckage looks the same from town to town
 I suppose
 It wasn't meant to be this way