Gardens of Memories

I live in the, Gardens of Memories Were happier days We've shown. If you go and I stay, I walk down these roads Alone, inside my brain. In the spring, Watch for red roses to bloom. When they fade, They'll turn a lilac blue. When seasons change to the fall, As brown leaves fall to the ground I'll catch a glimpse or two of you, And when I do it's only to keep me sound. If you've gone and I stuck around, Fighting battles to be won Now they're lying on the ground. "Everything you've touched, Moving along in your way There is this consecrated spot." I hear your voice. I see your smile. Though blindly, I may grope. The memories of, Your helping hands How they buoy me all with hope. If you go and I stay, One thing I'll have to do for you. Slowly walk down that long, long path, Because soon, I'll be following you. I want to know, Each step you've taken. So, I may take the same. For someday down, That lonely, lonely road, You'll hear me call out your name.