Borderline from Ghosting by Van Walker

Meet me down at the Borderline
I’m looking for an old friend of mine
Last I heard she was living there
Hanging out with her dyed blonde hair

Maybe she won’t remember me
It’s been so long, I guess I’ll see
But I’ll bide my time
And I’ll wait at the borderline

We had a love many moons ago
But she wanted more so I let her go
I told myself let that girl run free
But it broke my heart and nearly broke me

So now I’m going far away
God knows what I’m gonna say
All in good time
When we meet at the borderline

I dream of her and her long dark hair
I wake and can’t find her anywhere
But if she still cares I know she’ll meet me there

So meet me down at the Borderline
I’m looking for an old friend of mine
Last I heard she was living there
Hiding out with her dyed blonde hair

Maybe she won’t remember me
It’s been so long, I guess I’ll see
And if she ain’t kind, I’ll cross that borderline
Words and Music © Van Walker 2020

• Acoustic
• Melbourne