It's Funny
it's funny how a memory can take me back in time
a photo that is faded, that once was black and white
it's funny how a song could hold such fantasies
and what you always said, is what I now believe
it's funny that I built castles, out of little grains of sand
and how it never worked out, exactly like I planned
it's funny that before my eyes, sunlight turned to gray
everything seems different, everything has changed
it's funny that a dream can take me back in time
to places and embraces, things I left behind
it's funny that a heart can lay love's pain to rest
after all the heartache and all I did invest
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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