Were We There At All

From the Ferris wheel in Memphis to the sunset in Bombay -- From the sunrise in the Smokies to the rain on Frisco Bay -- These memories inside my heart are at my beck and call. But, when you leave I wonder -- were we there at all? Did you smile at me in Kingston? Did we laugh in London town? Did we spend a night in Paris exchanging lovers' sounds? Does a wishful heart fill my mind with memories of it all? Or was it just a dream I had? Were we there at all? The love that lives inside my heart sometimes plays tricks on me. I see places where we've been -- yet, it's such a mystery. When you're near, it is so clear but without you, memories stall. So I'm left to sit and wonder -- were we there at all?