The road you walk
a memory to die
she steered your life in silent pain
now this ship is passing by

The wind was rough
the masts were aching
and while she loved another man
the wood was loudly breaking

Whenever the wind is to change
whenever life needs to be re-arranged
steer your ship against the stream
set sail for your very own dream

The fog appeared so cold at night
and the rain began to call
there was no moon, there was no pride
no one left to see you fall

And the long and winding path
you were walking up and down
disappeared the other day
guided by a careless frown