walking the line you feel your way lost and found and lost again chasing shadows moonlight miles away heartaches like a phantom limb every corner hides a ghost a last good kiss a freeze-frame memory an open door inviting one more getaway he wants to see you you know he'll always be there when he needs you you stood the storm the air is clearing now pockets filled with stones don't get lost in the undertow take a breath and close your eyes no more nights lashed to the mast come in tfrom the cold days of grace are dead ahead no more border crossings stay where you are the same stars are in your sky