It came early spring had sprung
In comes Easter what has it brung
I could enquire but that's not my style
It came early so I'll sit for a while
Rolling backward toward a dream
It's funny how things always seem
To pull me away when I want to stay
I guess it's got to be that way
Moving on and on I see
That that's just how life is for me
Can't stay in one place for too long
I always sing a different song
Rolling backward toward a dream
It's funny how things always seem
To pull me away when I want to stay
I guess it's got to be that way
I'll never think I've seen too much
As place to place I always rush
But what I miss may be worth more
Than the wonders found on every shore
Rolling backward toward a dream
It's funny how things always seem
To pull me away when I want to stay
I guess it's got to be that way
15 April 2009
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