Old Songs
I hear old songs
And remember old days,
And long for those old nights,
And realize that time,
Long passed by…
Is too old to walk back
But the playlist rounds and rounds
Like the leaflet drifted on the street
Looking for its path
Onto where the wind would lift
Always coming back to my feet.
There to me plays your laugh
The rhythms of your touch
But the echo of my name
You tenderly spoke in the rain
How I wish to play again.
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