...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS
BARBARA'S GARDENS
you live in my memory
it's a beautiful place
for all we shared so long ago
survives in a state of grace
you live in my memory
of an innocent time
when love was unconditional
and friends sublime
I haven't seen your face in many years
but when I think of you my smile appears
like a light in my heart that will never go out
that's what sharing honest love is all about
you live in my memory
it's a treasure chest
where priceless pieces of the puzzle
of my life are kept
you live in my memory
like Quixote's windmill
kept in idyllic dreams
and you always will
I haven't heard your voice since way back when
but when I think of you I smile again
like a song in my soul that will never end
that's what sharing honest love is, my friend
some people touch you
deeper than touch
some people feel you
sometimes it feels too much
but if we dare trust it
and share our cores
we find that place in time and space
with no walls and no doors
no ceilings and no floors
the bridge between two shores
and you know you're not alone anymore
you live in my memory
wherever you roam
all I have to do is think of you
and you come home
you live in my memory
safe and secure
and we know we're not
alone anymore
I haven't felt your hand for a long time
but when I think of you the words still rhyme
it's a connection that bring me back to my core
that's what sharing honest love is...
never feeling alone anymore
Memory
(Never Feeling Alone Anymore)
Ric Candor ©1999
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