There comes a timenwhen you make up your mindnof way to lay your lonely roots downnand i've been travelin' so far and widenseen the deepest depths and heights beyond highnso i'm surprised to see you with my eyesn??? and left your face so incompletennnits nice to meet younnice to meet younits nice to meet younits nice to meet younnice to meet younnice to meet younnI know the day that I chase you awaynWhen the words are spoke, are terribly wrongnAnd I confess that I made quite the messnbut its just too late, and now you've moved onntake me back to the days of the sunnbrightly shining down on the two of us.nyou used to lay i staring into the skynleaving every toil, and worry so far behind usnnits nice to meet younnice to meet younits nice to meet younits nice to meet younnice to meet younnice to meet younnso now I pack my bags againnwith all this talismentnto walk the earth without you by myselfnall the fields and hills i've roamednhave never felt like home nand how i wish that you'd never leftnbut its just too late now.