The Mists of Time
Somewhere in the world
- Somewhere in the world
- Are friends I've missed from so long ago
- Could be drifting by the wayside
- Or even dead
- I just don't know
- And now my memories are fading
- Like melting footprints in the snow
- Sometimes a dream will haunt me
- And I see a young girl's face
- Was she once for real
- And did she really share my space
- Within the swirling mists of time
- It's hard to keep track of year and place
- You know I thought about my mother
- When she was young and on the road
- Hanging out with my musicians
- Or camping out in forest groves
- Like gray mists conceal horizons
- I miss those times we'll share no more
- So far my life's a journey
- And I wouldn't change for anything
- All those years of bold adventures
- The highs and lows that make me sing
- Within the swirling mists of time
- Such sweet memories still often ring
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