For Rose

(Jonathan Pointer) A warm wind blows Across my windowsill tonight Like a ghost, like a ghost Soft and low In this other- worldly light I dream of Rose Common time Never ceases, never yields It comes and it goes Now I find I lost the pavement 'neath my wheels When I lost Rose Should anybody wonder where I'm bound I don't know I come and I go Wreckage looks the same from town to town I suppose It wasn't meant to be this way For Rose Soldier on What's left is not what I planned It's what I chose, What I chose And the sun Up and slipped right thru my hands When I lost Rose Should anybody wonder where I'm bound I don't know I come and I go Wreckage looks the same from town to town I suppose It wasn't meant to be this way