Your life waves like a banner 
flapping in the wind 
too proud to take it down 
you've never brought it in 
you could have mended every hole 
with just a touch of grace 
but you leave your answers 
in a cloud of dust, behind your race 

By the wayside 
friends and lovers you've discarded 
by the wayside 
gallant plans, disregarded 
by the wayside 
pieces to your puzzled soul 
they'll scatter to the wind, or make you whole 

poised to take you far 
but it's not long before you look back 
and wonder who you are 
you'll dream of faces you have loved 
and all they had to teach 
unwillingly angels hiding 
well within your reach 

By the wayside 
stopping on that rare occasion 
by the wayside 
staring into your salvation 
by the wayside 
are pieces to your puzzled soul 
they'll scatter to the wind 
or make you whole