Road not taken

There are trains every day
but you never come home
buses daily come this way
still I'm always on my own

airplanes land here by the hour
boats are floating gaily by
my days ain't sweet but ever sour
and you have never told me why

      how come I sleep and dream
      and then wake up with a scream
      always on the road not taken
      why oh why must I awaken
      always on the road not taken ?

They've drilled a tunnel to my place
and paved a highway to my door
but still we don't come face to face
you're always on the other shore

In my garden choppers land
hundreds seem to drive this way
but I never get to hold your hand
no matter how I curse or pray

        refr.


11/8/2011