Somewhere Yesterday
Todays and tomorrows are constant flow
and the goodbyes and yesterdays come and go
but you can't remember the next days hereafter
but yesterday lets you hear that old laughter
hindsight and reflection are beautiful things
come tomorrow and the new memories it brings
close my eyes underneath these skies
think back on the past goodnight sighs
smile when you remember me there and don't forget what blind men say
you loved me once sometime ago, somewhere in yesterday
Copyright © John Allen | Year Posted 2005
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