See my life as one long day, Evening pa**ed and midnight's on its way. Many treasures still lay buried That may be how it should remain. And though the light begins to fade I may have time to turn one last page. See my footprints in the dust, Fainter now the hands do turn. Across the face show scenes of loss A backward stare where fingers burned. Maybe went a bridge too far, But I just wanna play my guitar. See that train that I rode on, Well, it went down a darker place. Ran back home before too long The heart would not survive the chase. sponsored links Eyes that see the future clear End up now a million miles away from here.