Thinkin’ Of The Old Days

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How often I think of the old days
I remember well a love we once knew
We’ve parted now and wandered from each other
But I somehow can’t help wonderin’ about you

   Are you alone with a memory
   Haunted by the dreams of the past
   Just waiting for someone to tell you
   You’re playing a game that won’t last

Last night I was dreamin’ about you
I thought you were back here with me
I prayed that you’d stay here forever
But I soon realized it couldn’t be

Someday when your life here has finished
We’ll meet on that highway up there
We’ll stroll hand in hand there forever
In that land where our love will bloom again