Old Love
Mic McCreadie
In the silence of my midnight room
I’m picking through the past
The photographs and memories
The things I thought would last.
The picture shows a happy scene, our faces lit by laughter
It fills my heart but then it fades
And I go chasing after:
Who were we? Who were we?
Maybe I’ll never know
Who whispered all those words of love
So very long ago?
The sighing sea lulls on the land
Lays kisses on the shore
I sit alone on sea smoothed stone
Can’t bear it any more
Who were we? Who were we?
Who walked this empty strand?
Who laughed and cried
Who kissed and sighed
In Love’s bright happy land?
-Suggested Oboe Solo-
Who was I? Who were you?
What did we ever know?
Why am I alone tonight?
Where did you ever go?
I smell the rain come creeping in
I feel it on the breeze
I pray it brings salvation
On desperate days like these
Let it wash my cares away
Let it ease my soul
Let it free my heart today
Let it make me whole.
Who were we? Who were we?
Perhaps I’ll never know
Who whispered all those words of love
So very long ago? …Oh, so very long ago…
© MicSongs 19.02.2012
Mic McCreadie 
Very sad that Mic, very fuckin’ sad indeed !
Geoff
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Mmm I see it can be read as very (adjective omitted) sad Geoff. I’ll send you an email to explain how the song came about.
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