Leaving Woodstock By Walking Backwards

I have spent too many years
Walking backwards
Trying to retrace my steps
But every place I have gone
Has changed
It seems that nothing
Ever remains the same
And no one
Except for me
Remembers you

And though
They call me a fool
And tell me
That it's impossible
I still believe
That you are out there 
Somewhere
Doing the very same thing
Walking backwards
Looking for me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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