the road you walk a memory to die she steered your life in silent pain now this ship is passing by the wind was rough the masts were aching and while she loved another man the wood was loudly breaking whenever the wind is to change whenever life needs to be re-arranged steer your ship against the stream set sail for your very own dream the fog appeared so cold at night and the rain began to call there was no moon, there was no pride no one left to see you fall and the long and winding path you were walking up and down disappeared the other day guided by a careless frown