Never got to Cleveland

She says roses can't survive
The winter's long in Ohio
Long days when the morning light
Brings you nothing

All these journeys that slip away
There's never just one reason
Some of me just kept on sailing

You can see I ache
You say this has been
Enough for you
And yeah I say this this has been
And I am leaving too

Well maybe it's for real this time
We can't all fly the Atlantic
One island at a time

Friend of mine says you lose yourself
On the shore of that great lake
Big enough to have a strong tide

And you can see I ache....

Took her sailing on Scapa Flow
Holding hands across the ocean
Went as far as I could go
But I never got to Cleveland
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