Strolling along the footpaths in my mind Kicking away unwanted leaves Never knowing what I might find or indeed what my journey achieves.
I know hopes and dreams are buried somewhere in a file I clearly wanted to relive Most of my dreams are on a wing and a prayer and some of my hopes are wanting to forgive.
I come across memories from a short while ago I sit on the bank and on my face there is a smile Across the stream shines a golden glow I plan to sit and dream just for a while.
I feel a chill and there is a twinkle from a distant star I have lost track of time; dusk has arrived too soon Visions of my youth has nudged me from afar and I hear gentle whispers from the silvery moon.