I hear an old song and its haunting refrain
Recalls an old love, its joy and its pain.
We strolled hand in hand down a back country road
And sang that old song till our hearts overflowed.
That was our song, there wasn’t a doubt
And we knew for certain what love was about.
The song brings back memories of promises made
Of a love unending that never would fade.
But that undying love proved illusory
And the song is what’s left of a fond memory
Recalls an old love, its joy and its pain.
We strolled hand in hand down a back country road
And sang that old song till our hearts overflowed.
That was our song, there wasn’t a doubt
And we knew for certain what love was about.
The song brings back memories of promises made
Of a love unending that never would fade.
But that undying love proved illusory
And the song is what’s left of a fond memory
YOUNG LOVE REMEMBERED
By: Frederick Laird
By: Frederick Laird
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