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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required #Youth (My Favorite) It seems I’m always looking back On the youth I left behind, A part time job and a ’54 Chevy That didn’t run half the time. It wasn’t much to look at But that car and the world were mine. I was always going somewhere Running headlong down the road Dreaming of the time I’d leave my youth behind Never knowing I would leave my soul Parked in a small town alley In a rusted out Chevrolet Sitting there alone still close to home But planning how to break away. Those were the days when I had it made, All I had to do was dream and drive And think about A long legged girl named Connie Who didn’t know I was alive. Those were the days when I had it made, But they’re days I’ll never go back to. I wish I was smart enough back then To see that dreams just don’t come true. I guess I’ll always search For the youth I left behind, I scan all the ads for a ’54 Chevy But they are so hard to find. Do I really want one Or is it only in my mind? When I sit behind the wheel will I finally feel That those dreams were never mine. And still I’m always going somewhere Running headlong down the road Forever trying to find What I left behind And wondering why I left my soul Parked in a small town alley In a rusted out Chevrolet Knowing all along that you can’t go home Once you finally run away. Gone are the days when I had it made So all I ever do is drive And think about My long legged wife named Connie Who wonders if I’m still alive. Gone are the days when I had it made, The days I’ll never go back to, But at least I’m smart enough to know That dreams never do come true.#
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