There is a place where the side-walk ends..

Here I stand before the sidewalk ends
Coz I’m lost when the street begins
The steps we took on the days we spent
It gets harder, even the smiles we held

Pale white light and the street light post
The cloudless sky and the long lost roads
The art we saw, in those homeless dogs
It gets longer, even the lonesome walk

I will walk with you, beneath the sidewalk route
I will stand by you, when it’s the twilight doom
Though the absence makes this ruthless gloom
Will take your hand, before the sun leaves blooms