Alone from Domestic by Paul Armfield

Oh for the romance of navigation by the stars
We know where we are by the headlights of the cars
But let's pretend we're lost for just a little longer
At least until the others have all gone home
And we can be alone

Up there beyond the reach of the redwood and the pine
The zodiac spells out your fate and mine
But we've no truck with superstition, no deities for us
Not here, not now, so far away from home
We are alone

Alone beyond the influence of duty, guilt and shame
Adrift amidst the darkness, no place, no race, no name
Abandoned in the wilderness, no sense of space or time
And for the briefest perfect moment I am absolutely yours
And you are absolutely mine

Rain flicks the leaves and the wind whips through the trees
And a lighter darkness spills out across the sky
The headlights of the cars lead us back to where we started from
We buckle up and drive ourselves back home
In silence, together but alone

• Folk
• singer-songwriter
• United Kingdom