Santiago

Remember the first and last goodbye Looking for answers to untie We traveled the long road And at night we dreamt that we could drive Racing short and taking hope We're biding our time and growing old Encircling questions Looking for direction and self control Why did we go, Santiago? Memories fade in late July She's looking too close and feeling shy It's taken forever While love will have to lead us awry Remember the first and last goodbye A place is to grow and hide for life We traveled the long road It gave us sight for the price of desires Why did we go, Santiago?