A Number And A Name

How many times have I read farewell lines
In the things that you never seemed to say?
How many times have I read those last lines
And wondered why it ended this way?
Words of goodbye and all those loving lines
I must have been blind.
And it seems to me a shame that the number and the name
Both have changed with the passing of time.
How you would write about the bright lights?
It’s a wonder that I never realized
How you would write about the bright lights
And your words always clouded up my eyes?
Our race was run now another’s just begun
I must have been blind.
It seems to me a shame that the number and the name
Both have changed with the passing of time.
When your letters stopped the tears that I fought
How they ran like the rivers to the seas
When your letters stopped the tears that I fought
How they came in the flood of memories.
Each sunny day you slip further away
I must have been blind.
It seems to me a shame
That the number and the name
Both have changed with the passing of time.