I remember the first days of my love
That came into my heart there just to sing
Like the drifting of the clouds far above
How much joy to my heart it all did bring
When the hours were quite young or just new born
With every feeling freshness could live
And no thought were tossed about or too worn
But only sweet ones my momma did give
When I was an infant in to early night
With my own longings all day, and day old
And as youngster I started my early flight
With her blossoms so sweet for me to hold
I remember how much she has given me
To wake up to the morning and become free
The Crew
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