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Autor hudby: John Mayall
Somewhere in the world
Are friends I've missed from so long ago
Some are drifting by the wayside
Or maybe dead - I just don´t know
Now my memories are fading
Like melting footprints in the snow
Sometimes a dream will haunt me
And I see a young girl's face
Was she once for real
And did she really share my space
Through the swirling mists of time
It can so hard to keep a track of year and place (??)
Yeah I thought about my mother
When she was young and on the road
Hanging out with my musicians
Or camping out, camping out in forest groves
Like gray mists conceal horizons
I miss those times we'll share no more
So far my life is a journey
And even if I could I wouldn't change a thing
All those years of bold adventures
The highs and lows of everything
Through the swirling mists of time
Such sweet memories sitll often ring
Beatles:
All Saints:
