Weekend In New England

Last night, I waved goodbye

now it seems years,

I'm back in the city, where nothing is clear,

and thoughts of me, holding you, bringing us near,

and tell me;

When will our eyes meet,

when can I touch you,

when will this strong yearning end,

and when will I hold you again.

Time in New England took me away,

to long rocky beaches, and you, by the bay,

we started a story who's end must now wait

and tell me;

When will our eyes meet,

when can I touch you,

when will this strong yearning end,

and when can I hold you again....

I feel the change comin'

I feel the wind blow,

I feel brave and darin'

I feel my blood flow,

With you I can bring out all the love that I have,

With you...there's a heaven

so earth ain't so bad,

and tell me.....

When will our eyes meet,

when can I touch you,

when will this string yearning end,

and when can I hold you again....again.