return from summer

hello,
and from there where else can we go?
hello,
a song,
i'm expected now to play along
with a song.

you crook,
just a boy sitting there with his book
...and a smile that the camera took
leaving you just the same as you always looked

as for me,
i'm as changed as a girl can be
can't you see
that i've flown
to the edges of the earth and home?
i've flown from your chair
i can tell you can tell it from there
...that i may have been everywhere

but i'm back,
back to the starting square

in my nights
i have bargained with the eastern lights
in my nights,
we've met
and the trouble was no trouble at all
and forget,
dreaming we spoke
chalked it up to a terrible joke
and then we each took ahold of the rope
with one match
and the problem went up in smoke

it's just there,
it's not right or wrong or fair
it's just there,
a big heart,
a rotten ending and a fumbling start
a big heart,
and isn't it so
that when i see you at the end of this show
that we'll start with the places we know?

and walk along
down the road that we always go