Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue
Thought I heard you talking softly
I turn on the lights, the TV and the radio
Still I can't escape the ghost of you
What has happened to it all?
Crazy some would say Where is the
life that I recognize?
Gone away And I won't cry for yesterday
There's an
ordinary world somehow I have to find
And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world
I will learn to survive
Rivers in the roads I tell of suffering and grief
Ours is just a little sorrow talk
But I won't cry for
yesterday
There's an ordinary world somehow I have to find
