I walked into the diner, And I thought I saw your face-
Among a crowd of strangers- And my heart began to race…
I found my mind returning- To a past, time can’t replace-
A victim to old memories- Another time, another place.
A time when I was younger, A time I still had dreams-
Before my heart grew calloused because nothings as it seems…
A place where I was happy with the one whom I adored-
Before I found that sorrow is the dreamer’s sure reward.
I paused for just a minute, then I finally realized-
The girl was much too young, and I guess I was surprised-
That nearly forty years had passed since last I saw your face-
But I can still remember, another time, another place.
I guess my life is made up, of places I have been-
And memories of good times, and one or two good friends.
These wrinkles are the road maps, that nothing can erase-
Put there as sure reminders, another time, another place.
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