Song In Red And Grey

The reproach in your daughter's most beautiful face made me wonder just how she could know of that something that happened between you and me so much more than a long time ago Her mother, I can see, lives within her still cause she looked at me with her eyes I feel that she peeled back my guilty disguise though I had only just met her right then Did i break the thread, or did you break the thread? well at this point we could ask who cares as for the promises broken and frayed it's 19 years late for repairs The grey pewter vase held the deep red rose, one piece of coral shone white, by the brass candlestick near your red velvet coat, is everything I can recall of one night after all of this time, I don't know cause that year I had no courage to show Will you please tell me why I remember these things i must have left all those feelings inside or did i even figure at all? Was i the name you could never pronounce? all of this happened before she was born did i shadow her young pencil marks on the wall Still i am sure i was only but one of a number who darkened that door who'd been darkened so often before of your home and your hearth and your family and wife Oh, the red leaf looks to the hard gray stone somewhere, their future is still yet to come to each other, they know what they mean in ways that are yet as of now unforeseen