Sometimes
Sometimes the wind blows sometimes there's rain
somtimes there are people who don't know your name
Sometimes coincidence is all that you see
when you walk down that path of curiosity
Sometimes people wish for things they don't have
sometimes there are people who just make you laugh
Once in a while the bells do not ring
at the church in the steeple on a quiet city street
sometimes...sometimes...sometimes
Ever wishing ever wanting sometimes
looking for an answer of some kind
Building sand castles on the shores
of the sea
As boats sail across the waters that be
lost in a day dream...
t's not what it seems sometimes
Candles are burning in the still of the night
lighting the way until they turn on the lights
Sometimes you'll be walking until heaven knows
when
but you turn around and you walk back again
Sometimes your shadow follows too close
some people talk to you some people don't
The bells started ringing in the steeple today
I'll get up Sunday morning and I'll walk that way
sometimes...sometimes...sometimes
Copyright © Dave Washburn | Year Posted 2006
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