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.
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