Old Tracks

Autumn winds were calling And falling We were out there on our own With the winter still to come through That town was bleak and run-down And that old house But we made it out alive Lady Luck on our side again And now when I breathe the spring air I think of you and smile Sometimes I think I’m waiting For your return, your return And every year I go back To those old tracks And I sit upon those stairs But you never appear, do you?

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