Trembling Blue Stars

Last Port Of Call

Album: The Seven Autumn Flowers [2004]
Author: Robert James Wratten

We may be far away

We may be long ago

Still I remember everything and 

Never ever think I don’t

  

You come back to me 

Over and again

In dreams and memories 

You dance back in

  

Nothing will ever change all you are

Nothing could ever dim, dim your star

I still think of you every day

You’re still with me every step of the way

  

I remember whispering while you were sleeping 

I don’t want you to go 

Can’t you see it’s all for show?

I guess I hated you when you went away

Of course I loved you all the same

  

Is it true your soul has seen too much? 

If I was any help, I wasn’t nearly enough 

Should I have been the one to calm the storm? 

Should I have been your last port of call?

  

Should I have shown you the Eastern sky? 

Should I have shown you first light? 

 

We will never be together again 

But we’ll be alright in our new lives

I may not be yours, nor you mine 

But a dancer born on a winter’s day will find her place

She’ll be everything again

For who could fail to see what’s blinding? 

 

Should I have shown you the Eastern sky? 

Should I have shown you first light? 

  

I remember the thrill I’d get 

On my way to meet you

A pounding my chest could hardly contain 

Walking those London streets 

Heading for Euston 

To see you step down from your train

  

Should I have been the one to calm the storm? 

Should I have been your last port of call? 

 

Your last port of call. Your last port of call