So you're throwing your life away again,
You've done all this before.
You're following your heart down the road,
But your fear beat you to the door.
You say, "This man is different,"
But your kid screams out, "No more!"
You throw all your bags into the trunk,
While your heart flops to the floor.
Now he pulls into your driveway
And you meet him on the fly.
There is nothing you ever wanted more
Than happiness with this guy.
As you load your life into the car
And the Uhaul hooked up behind,
You just have to stop and shudder,
And you wonder if love is blind...
Now you're driving your business down the road,
Your stomach tied into a knot.
You think of the life you left behind
And of all the friends you've got.
You're trying to focus on the road;
In your mirror, you see him smile.
Forever just seems so far ahead,
Your speedometer counts the miles.
The more that you recall the past,
The more you can feel its weight,
Of all of the men who couldn't last,
The losers, the second-rate.
But you park your car between the lines,
And you try to ignore the shock;
And all the loss falls from your shoulders
As your key turns in the lock.
copyright ©1995 (2/10) by Gerald L. Bliss. All Rights Reserved.
(Like most good songs, "real life" did not echo this song. Marian went back to Nashville after several months of trying to deal with the pain and shock of a reality that did not match the dreams.)