Lyn Paul (17.03.1965)
Everywhere You Look
Today I have looped a big circle around this town
Every place I passed, there was a memory to be found
Memories of good. Some, of Bad.
Memories so strong. Of good times had.
Memories of what once was but now it is not
Memories of lost friends you think about alot
On the train we passed, acres of tombstones
Thousands and thousands of memories there - these people are not alone
Every where I looked there was something new to be seen
Then every where I looked, memories of where I had been
So every where I looked I had to remind me that this is it
I can't change a thing, Not one little bit
So every where you look, remember there is always more
Just waiting for you. For you to explore
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