Written by: arthur vaso

The music softly begins to play
The bagpipers leading the way
I have seen where we all have been
We used to be lovers
Now we are lyrics from old songs

We used to dance, and hold hands
Now I hold on to dreams
And yet the music still plays
Old streets, and old roads, 
Ancient memories linger on 

And here I am, a song in hand
And there you are, an angel’s voice
You have whispered silly thoughts
I feel your heart, and I surely wish
My waiting in the rain, won’t last long

All the trains have passed and gone
Nothing left to see but the dawn
Oceans away, and still I long for the music
The dance, the last romance, hopeless whispers
I have only to caress these thoughts, nothing more

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