Fall fell in Ontario
And it seems like so few days
That the poplar blossoms fell like snow
On the beach at the end of

Cherry Road
That sand is coarse
And the water's cold
There's no one here
No lifeguard on patrol

But I woke up and just had to go
To the beach at the end of
Cherry Road

'Cause in it's wreckage and rubble

And all that broken glass
I'll find a stone that I can throw
And I'll find some peace and take
A handful home
Of the beach at the end of

Cherry Road

There's no news here

There are no radios

They've got no idea

These few sea gulls

That's why I came here I suppose

To the beach at the end of

Cherry Road

Fall fell in Ontario

And I've found myself

A skipping stone

That I will throw then work my way

Way back home

From the beach at the end of

Cherry Road

'Cause in its wreckage and rubble

And all that broken glass

I'll find a stone that I can throw

And I'll find some peace and take

A handful home

Of the beach at the end of

Cherry Road