TRAILS OF TIME
(M. Donovan)
Walking-down the old brick road
on the Trails Of Time through my memories
Though I carry a heavy load,
I still find the time to breathe the air
and feel the breeze …..
breathe the air and feel the breeze …..
Yeah, just feeeelin’ the cool breeze
People say I'm a lonely man,
and my time alone means so much to me
But they don't seem to understand
how a seasoned soldier
could be destroyed so easily …..
when she turned-away from me .….
broken-hearted misery
Times have come, yes, and times have gone,
it's like hell to think about what's been goin'-on
I've been to school, yet still I've been a fool ….
to think that love would never
mean that much to me .....
never mean that much to me .....
that much to me