Wild Side of the Dawn
written by Gary Marks © 1995 Arewea Co. ASCAP

You’ve been wrong and right for some time.
It’s been a long time.
It just comes and goes
and it shows in your eyes.

You’ve been battling sometimes
some kind of faceless
faithless lover that left you crying.
 
And I’m smart enough to know this road
but I’m young enough to travel it.
We know enough to see this goes nowhere
near we can know love.
I keep thinking that there’s a way
back to the time when love was young,
back to the wild side of the dawn.
 
Like a drunk it weaves – change steps in,
ever untimely,
tears the stage apart, turns around
where we’re seated.

Reeling in the dark we run,
different directions,
blaming each other for the fear inside.

And I’m smart enough to know this road
but I’m young enough to travel it.
We know enough to see this goes nowhere
near we can know love.
I keep thinking that there’s a way
back to the time when love was young,
back to the wild side of the dawn.
 
And the wind blows shadows by
in a thousand forms,
but you know me and I know you
and we’ve seen illusions lose to love before.

And I’m smart enough to know this road
but I’m young enough to travel it.
We know enough to see this goes nowhere
near we can know love.
I keep thinking that there’s a way
back to the time when love was young,
back to the wild side of the dawn.
 
I wonder if we’d be there now
if we recalled the dream somehow?