The empty page before me now, the pen is in my hand The words don't come so easy but I'm trying I'm searching for a melody or some forgotten line They
When I was very young, so many songs were sung So much wasted time on an uphill climb But you were always there, a feeling in the air There was nothing
So long, someone is waiting I got places to go, I got things to see No more procrastinating For this is the moment that was meant for me And I'm moving
Used to think about what I would grow up to be Good or bad, right or wrong, it was no harm to me Was a time in my life when I wish, I'd have known You
Step outside and feel the tingle Trouble finds you every night You wonder where nobody knows you Your civil tone is not polite You got no friends, you
There are some who can still remember All the things that we used to do But the days of our youth were numbered And the ones who survive it are few Oh
The night was cold, was deja-vu I went on thinking we were too How my soul cried out for you Too many places we once knew Too many faces, still no clue
: (Kerry Livgren) There are some who can still remember All the things that we used to do But the days of our youth were numbered And the ones who survive
: (Kerry Livgren) The empty page before me now, the pen is in my hand The words don't come so easy but I'm trying I'm searching for a melody or some
: (Steve Walsh) The night was cold, was deja-vu I went on thinking we were too How my soul cries out for you To many places we once knew To many faces
: (Kerry Livgren) When I was very young so many songs were sung So much wasted time on an uphill climb But you where always there, a feeling in the
: (Steve Walsh) Used to think about what I would grow up to be Good or bad, right or wrong, it was no harm to me Was a time in my life when I wish I
: (Steve Walsh/Robby Steinhardt/Richard Williams)) Step outside and feel the tingle Trouble finds you every night You wonder where nobody knows you
: (Kerry Livgren) So long, someone is waiting I got places to go, I got things to see No more procrastinating For this is the moment that was meant
: (Steve Walsh) Angels have fallen, fallen from heaven, where did they go No one could save them no one forgave them their chance to know When I hear
(Kerry Livgren) When I was very young so many songs were sung So much wasted time on an uphill climb But you where always there, a feeling in the air
(Steve Walsh) Angels have fallen, fallen from heaven, where did they go No one could save them no one forgave them their chance to know When I hear
(Steve Walsh) Used to think about what I would grow up to be Good or bad, right or wrong, it was no harm to me Was a time in my life when I wish I'd
