It’s been a while since I did just this and that

It’s been some time since my last respite

It’s been an age that I last laughed merrily

Or giggled when the cat rolled in the hay.

It seems a century ago that I was alone with my thoughts

Or penned them down on the shore to be washed away.

It’s been a while since I breathed free,

Since I last rode away to nowhere.

It was not yesterday that I ran free,

Nor was it in recent times that I danced alone.

When was it that I last ran against the wind

And told it to blow away my cares?

When was it that I had stepped into the rain

And had my sorrows washed away?

Was it just yesterday that I had been young and in love

With life and all its merry doings?

Was it just yesterday when I did just this and that

And ran with the wind sweeping across my hair?

Can I have a tomorrow full of love and laughs?

Just one more day to ride alone?

Just one more fleeting glance at the cat rolling in the hay

To be able to laugh as I had yesterday.

Can I go against the wind just this once

For I have too many yesterdays to live again.