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A small harbour town, a small dream

I walked through your home-town today.

If you knew this, I don't know if you would be angry.

 

(I do know that you would be annoyed I still say harbour, and not harbor

you would say once again, "You aren't in England anymore")

 

Even though you aren't in my life anymore,

you left me with a dream

 

that's so small

but so powerful.

 

I walked through your home-town today

and it is everything you said it was.

 

Just by the sights, the small town feel

I could smell the ocean air,

feel the breeze rushing through my hair

as I rode my bike on the winding Main Street.

 

Even though you aren't in my life anymore,

you left me with a dream

 

that's so small

but so powerful.

 

It was the dream to move away from my normal

to a small harbour town, and love their peacefully,

maybe as the town doctor...

but it doesn't matter how I get there.

 

Just as long as I do

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