When we're all along and I take you back,
along those dusty railroad tracks.
To where it all began for you and me,
I know our love was meant to be.
As I took your hand and we walked down that road,
I knew I wanted to take you home.
Darlin' please don't be blue—
our life is not yet through.
Just a short span of time apart—
For you're never out of my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem