instint, instinct
is it by instinct that you walk away
footsteps, ever fading
fading from sight until, I hear no more
as the vultures swoop they catch my eye
catch the tear, a whisper ‘goodbye’
instints crossed my mind but I don’t understand
was it instinct made us walk out hand in hand
lonely, ever lonely
left on my own without a word to say
seeing you, hurts me deeply now
the feelings gone, but the pain remains
as the vultures swoop they catch my eye
catch the tear, a whisper ‘goodbye’
instints crossed my mind but I don’t understand
was it instinct made us walk out hand in hand
hand in hand
hoping everythings alright
hand in hand
wondering with delight
hand in hand
lonely through the streets at nights
hand in hand
© Darren Hill 1984