Hard to Leave

Roll on by ,
It’s time I packed my bags again,
I’m leaving when the morning comes to greet me.
Que sera sera,
My last night in this empty hall,
With nothing but a cricket’s call consoling.

I’ll close my eyes,
But there’s no way I’m sleeping,
My dreams would have me creeping back to you.
Rain is that you?
Oh please keep pouring,
You know the one I’ve fallen for,
He sings for you.
Never thought it would be this hard,
Hard to leave.

Roll on by,
As I’ll never see your face again,
The way you stared into my soul that morning.
Que sera sera,
We never mention this again,
Just like a silent song I write that stays hidden.

Fear is that you
That I’ve been denying?
I’ll let your stubborn crying teach me.
Storm is that you?
Oh please keep pounding,
I love your angry crying,
It wakes me.
Never thought it would be this sad
Sad to love

I’ll close my eyes
But there’s no way I’m sleeping,
My dreams would have me creeping back to you.
Rain is that you?
Oh please keep pouring,
I love your gentle crying,
It heals me,
Never thought it would be this hard,
Hard to learn.

Never thought it would be this hard,
Hard to leave...

Martha's Vineyard, USA