Ivory Owl Stories

An empty chair is rocking next to me

Gently mocking with its sorrowful squeaks

House chores to be done and I can’t do a single one

My lover’s a long, long way from me

Before they brought that telegram I knew

Never wanted you to go, you did what you had to do

Far too young to look so old, a stranger’s face same band of gold

But I can’t stop waiting up for you

I’m alone in California

Stare out at these stars

Wonder where you are

This old house you built for me

It’s now falling apart

It’s lost all its heart

I walk these halls of silent memories

Photos of our honeymoon and sunburns at the beach

Where do I go from here?

Not a single man in all these years has torn my heart from your reach

I’m alone in California

Pining for this

The warmth of your kiss

Time passes too slow for me

If heavens your home

I pray I could go

I’ll fly away oh lord, I’ll fly away

Soon I’ll be at your side, I’ll fly away