Memory lane
Some of life roads are clear there are side roads by themselves
Between this back road I'm on that highway you belong here we are
Roads in our lives take us were we belong others are
Paths of old plans still bye ways and highways here we stand
Chorus;
Memory lane sight to see pleasure or pain memory lane jammed with
goodness or wrong emptied with weak or strong memory lane
Some travel lightly and accomplish so much
Others travel with every thing and don't keep in touch
From beginnings to end some are loners others always have a friend
Chorus;
Memory lane
Thursday, October 2, 2008
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