I ride down the bay
With nothing, I carried away.
Whilst my tears, gone.
Felt my fingers numb.
I stepped out the bike
Stopping my head to fight.
Saw the bay, where it started
Saw you back in the day, before you
departed
I held my breath, tight.
Your angel face, right at my sight
You smiled, lovingly
I sighed, longingly.
We were nine when we threw rocks at
the water,
Where we played who was faster
You frowned and I won
You threw me your rocks, as I run.
We sat at the wooden pew
Taking a look at the view
We were fifteen back in the day.
Young and youthful, bright as day.
After prom, you headed to the bay
You crawled up to me, your makeup
fades away
I held your head tight, as you cried
You muffled in pain as it dries.
We graduated at our twenties.
We left our dreams and our memories
I hugged you tight, bottling my tears
Never told you how I feel
At our late thirties, you had a family
I was still there, staring at the lilies
I had nothing to bare.
Needless, I had nothing to spare.
We were at our forties, your children
grew old
While my bourbon runs cold
I wept at my glass.
I wish I could see you right now, my
lass
You were sixty-five, I saw you in the bay.
Sat in a wheelchair, looking like a fray
You held the rail, and wept.
You were alone but I left.
We were now seventy
Our bones and skin, weary.
You rode to the bay again. I didn't
came.
Didn't know, it was the last day you
came
I am now eighty, growing old to thee
But now's all different without you
behind me
Memories flew by as I whist at the bay
Replaying all that happened, back in
the day
