Each time I go past
A house where I lived
It cause’s much memories
And certainly gives
Me time to reflect on
What had happened while there
The love and the heartaches
The neighbor’s who care
Oh yes many memories
Do appear in my head
When I pass old homes that
I’ve lived in, so now said
Many more vivid memories
Do come up
When I think
And I want to relive them
And I want to go drink
Yes drink in the thoughts
Of those places I’ve lived
Yes when I was old
And when I was a kid
By Ronald Gainsford
© 2001 Ronald Gainsford
BY RGAI
