As she saunters down beyond the well
the wings of nostalgia cast their spell
the eyes of tired
young woman begin to swell

A sad sensation of remorseful bliss
a flickering hint that she might miss
...the fading chance
for one last kiss

She sits upon a moonlit pier
upon her face, a lonely tear
she dares to think
the thoughts of her past year

Pondering life, and love that's lost
as well as the price that it all cost
there settles down
the pain of an eerie frost

And yet she knows in her own way
as a dragonfly glides across Southampton Bay
tomorrow brings
the longing of one more day