It's only been a week the rush of being home
and rapid fading failing to recall what I
was missing all that time in England
Has
sent me aimlessly on foot or by the help of
transportation to knock on windows where a
friend no longer live, I had forgotten
and
everywhere I go there's always something to
remind me of another place and time where
love that travelled far had found me
We
stayed outside till two waiting for the light
to come back we didn't talk I knew until
you asked what I was thinking until you asked
what I was thinking
brave men tell the
truth the wise man's tools are analogies and
puzzles a woman holds her tongue knowing
silence will speak for her
brave men tell
the truth the wise man's tools are analogies
and puzzles a woman holds her
tongue knowing silence will speak for
her
and everywhere I go there's always
something to remind me of another place and
time where love that travelled far had found
me
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