* cue piano . . .

Before we dance to this sorrowful theme
           of another hard goodbye
I want to see your beautiful smile
           in a silence that whispers, why ?

on a shimmering Heatwave Horizon
           we can recall our first words of Love
chase them over the rolling Evermeadow Hills
           and down into the Valley of the Wounded Dove

thru a big Black Door in a long White Hall
            to the maze tunnels under Memory Lane
below on going Streets of Fire
            fueled by promises wrapped in pain

Move into the black light shadow
            carve away the filth given by mistrust
fresh scars come from shattered hope
            to remain deep down in unchecked lust

We both pushed and pulled from the side
            over the center of a collapsing dream
falling in even harder than before
            that explains the echoing scream

Now we walk this stranger's road
            no idea where we are anymore
you on one side - me on the other
            now where is that big Black Door ?

we sealed our Fate with our first kiss
            the stars hid from us at that time
Astral Lovers who saw our destiny, then
            now, wish to hear our last futile rhyme . . .