Ending of a Song

When I look into the mirror of her eyes

I see all my visions fading

Into lines of broken dreams

A map of traveled roads with dead-end signs

A folded pair of jeans with worn out seamsWhen I stare into the sorrow of her eyes

I find all the doors unaltered

By the scars of many years

Of pounding as I tried to get inside

But now the lock's grown rusty with her tearsSometimes I feel her eyes are closing to my smile

This music man's been gone for far to long

I just can't hold her love across the miles

But it's hard to face the ending of a songSometimes I feel her eyes are closing to my smile

This music man's been gone for far to long

I just can't hold her love across the miles

But it's hard to face the ending of a song