see the lazy windmill slowly turning
cutting up the marble canyons of the sky
see the dust around my feet go churning
moving with the winds down the highways of goodbye
standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
looking over maps of memories for the road
standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
with the unexpected destination of my home
half the thoughts i’m thinking speak in sighs
as that same old wave of loneliness returns
and i can see you when i close my eyes
speaking very softly as you turn
standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
looking over maps of memories for the road
standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
with the unexpected destination of my home
now i must go
go and let go
standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
looking over maps of memories for the road
standing in the lonely light of the silver moon
with the unexpected destination of my home
Artist: Michael Nesmith The First National Band
Year: 1971
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 91