Memories That Come at Times

Seems like such a long time ago

I was walking down a lonely road

Getting tired of dreaming alone

Like all the lonely people I had known

Seems like such a long time ago

There was no one who would share my song

I was just a boy far from home

But I became a man when you came along

We spent the whole night talking

You said you'd like to see the sun rise

But in the gold of morning

There was nothing that I had not seen in your eyes

―Jim Croce

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