I rolled into town
Just driving around
For a minute I couldn't find your place
And I was telling' a friend
How it came to an end
But I remember the smile on your face
When you walked through the door
'Cross that old wooden floor
Twenty-two years to the day
In the morning I will be gone
When the sky turns red with the dawn
You stay here and I will move on
In the morning I will be gone
Well my friend said to me
Guess it's all history
Do you ever wonder what might've happened if you stayed?
There's a life of the village
And a life of the quest
We both went our separate ways
But the touch of your skin
And the power within
The sting of it stays to this day
In the morning I will be gone
When the sky turns red with the dawn
You stay here and I will move on
In the morning I will be gone
Well the whole thing still haunts me
From time to time
Driving to another town
But drunk on red wine
I took my friend through that door
'Cross that old wooden floor
To a pretty young thing tending bar
And I could see in her eyes
The four colours and the moon rose
Your smile is my old guitar
And the smell of your hair
And my soul lying bare
And the road that you walked along
In the morning I will be gone
When the sky turns red with the dawn
You stayed here and I moved on
In the morning I will be gone
In the morning I will be gone
In the morning I will be gone