I'm led by instinct through the din
Of the four grand crowd I'm standing in
I think I've found serenity
Beneath this grove of chestnut trees.
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I think of friends and reminisce,
of things yet to come and things past since.
I wander till I find a table free
Then I concentrated on a ma** or three
It permeated just a little grin
And gave away the mood my mind was in.
The future looks bright from my hindsight
I'm sick for home, but I love to roam
I've found my peace in this garden
I know it'll bring me back again. And again.
Future looks bright from my hindsight
Through these eyes
And I'm sick for home, but love to roam.
You know at last I've found myself a home