No More

A sturdy craft, a gentle breeze
An aging sailor, mellow seas
The years have come and gone
Now he’s left all alone
Only gulls for company
He rides the wind a few miles
Then looks at her picture for awhile
His heart is aching, there’s no mistakin'
The tears behind his smile
No more walking, hours just talking
About the things they both adored
No more holding hands, won’t be making plans
She’s not coming back anymore
Bridge
As tears begin to flow
He tries to resist
Remembering how the preacher said
How much she’d be missed
A deep breath, then a sigh
'Cause he promised her he wouldn’t cry
The sun is sinking low
He’s got no where to go
He’s just drifting with the tide
No more walking, hours just talking
About the things they both adored
No more holding hands, won’t be making plans
She’s not coming back anymore
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His heart is aching, there? s no mistakin'
She’s not coming back anymore