From the recording History
Lyrics
A cloudless starry night in late December
The kind of night that makes you feel like you belong
The shadows of the moon
Got me singing out their tune
But the notes turn out to be your first sad song
Driving back across the years from street to street sign
And they say that I was right and you were wrong
And they shine so clear and bright
As they reach out through the night
‘til they’re filtered through the notes of your first song
Your first song you hoped would show your fear of leaving
Your first song of dreams I never let you show
Your first vision that your life was worth retrieving
Your first voice to say you’re strong enough to go
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Your first song you hoped would show your fear of leaving
Your first song of dreams I never let you show
Your first vision that your life was worth retrieving
Your first voice to say you’re strong enough to go
Well, the radio still plays your first sad love song
With your farewell gently laced between the lines
And the current of the song just seems to carry me along
‘til I've heard your last goodbye a thousand times