I stand on the distant hill alone,

Watching you walk away -

Knowing I cannot follow.

I feel as heavy as a stone

Why I’m here I cannot say,

And it’s a bitter pill to swallow.

To me it seemed we’d always be together,

As thick as thieves –

No one could break our bond.

Forever birds of a feather

But now your boat leaves

And I’m left in my small pond.

I grudge you not it’s only

Natural that you would spread your wings

And soar above me as I wait -

Waiting is oh so lonely –

For my own wings so I can sing

My own song and flee my fate.