There were lights shining down the street
I felt the earth beneath my feet
As I was roaming,
And as I walked beneath the moon and stars
I strolled past cafe’s and boisterous bars
As I was roaming,
I needed somehow to clear my head
To understand why our love was dead
As I was roaming,
I cannot really understand at all
We were riding high before the fall
And as I was roaming,
I hope to make some sense of this
Or maybe it is just a hope and wish
While I am roaming,
And I’ll walk until the first sign of day
Then return home and relive the tale
Of heartbreak and roaming.
fauxcroft 
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