i know i haven’t written for a while
now the words begin to flow
my muse is here reminding me
do you know something i don’t know
don’t let the words evaporate
lost in the mists of time
not cast upon the ocean
the song is kept, the song is mine
thanks again my old friend
glad you passed my way
i think you left me something here
hope i’ve said what you might say
yea i’m glad you passed my way
hope i’ve said what you might say rpt;
the song is kept , the song is mine rpt;