A PASSAGE TO YESTERDAY-2:45
(Smith/Redding)
A passage to yesterday
Returning to days gone by
Thinking of my youth
When it used to be good
When life was easy back then
Records in the store
Is what I came here for
The melody that plays
And takes me away
To a place I've long to return
After the sun goes down
Wait till the stars come out
Make a wish and keep it
For some day it might come true
The life that I lead
Of music you can see
Has been here so far
Just like this old guitar
And shall be my friend till I'm dead
After the sun goes down
Wait till the stars come out
We'll make a wish and keep it
For some day it might come true
Progess must be made
But leave me in my ways
Cause, I'm not from here
And you're not from there
And never the twain shall meet
(C) 2013
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