The melody from a song remembered,
Brings joy to the heart
The breezes fill the wings,
Of every bird that flies
The storms on the oceans,
Inspire our imagination
You can find yourself,
At the end of a great journey
You're still here,
I never lost you
You bring me joy,
In every reminiscence
You are there in every dark night,
The wings that make me fly
The inspiration in every storm,
The joy that lives in my heart
Ron
I'm cry-baby and want to turn back the clock.
But you, sweet Mary, are like the tide that lifts all boats.
You bring joy every time you write.