Ten Miles from Home

last chance to turn back
last chance to go
last chance to forget we were ever on this road

one love in autumn
one love in spring
somewhere in between
i am feeling all alone
and awfully cold
i love the sun, but it feels like winter

the moon, the tide
the pull inside
the gravity I feel
ten miles from home

what’s the reason for this window to my soul
as the wind blows through each memory of snow
the curtains fly, and once again the love is gone
a million miles the other way
to wherever it came from
she loves the sun,
somehow she cannot leave the winter

the moon, the tide
the pull inside
the gravity I feel
ten miles from home

last chance to turn back
last chance to go
last chance to forget we were ever on this road

one love in autumn
one love in spring
somewhere in between
i am feeling all alone and awfully cold
i love the sun, but it feels like winter

somewhere near my hear belongs
or so the story goes
on to where the heart is
but i find myself ten miles from a broken home

last chance to turn back …

©2010 Pale Yellow Music/ASCAP

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~ by robmuller on June 10, 2010.

2 Responses to “Ten Miles from Home”

  1. From my last post, a dear friend asked me whether I believed home was a place we are coming from, or perhaps going to.

    I originally wrote this song in 1998, but it seemed appropriate and more adept at answering that particular question than anything else I was coming up with.

  2. I love your photography. Who does it for you?

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