The Road

Never picked a rose that didn′t wither
Never seen a star that didn't shine
Never touched a willow that didn′t shiverIn the winter

Never seen the edges of the water
When the moon was at its height
Never seen a young bird take its maiden flight
Never seen two wrongs ever make a right

But I have seen the road
And I have seen pines
I've seen swinging doors where the ripple wine
Hmm, flows like rivers
Like blood red rivers

Every autumn leaf has to fall
But every tree still stands tall
When the wind blows (blows)

I have seen the road and I have seen pines
I've seen swinging doors where the ripple wine
Hmm, flows like rivers
Like blood red rivers

I have seen rain falling in sheets
I have seen nights where the darkness weeps
Hmm, and I have seen yesterdays (yesterdays)
Falling on yesterdays (yesterdays)