Turn Back The Pages

She looks out the window, there’s no one out there

Just an old garden, buried in the grass

The old swing has fallen, the white fence is broken

But in her mind it’s full of memories from the past

She sees a young man, so strong and handsome

He turns to the window, a smile on his face

And in his hand, he holds a flower

And in his heart she holds a special place

And in her mind she can see it all so clearly

Looking through the window that takes her back in time

And for a while, she can forget about lonely

Turn back the pages and ease her weary mind

Getting off her rocking chair, she reaches for the photo

Wipes the tears from her eyes, the dust off the glass

Holds on to the memories, the last thing he gave her

She’s keeping it near her heart, how long will it last

She walks to the bed and lies in the darkness

Takes off her glasses, puts them by her side

Holds tight to the picture, looks to the window

Quietly says a little prayer and silently cries

And in her mind she can see it all so clearly

Looking through the window that takes her back in time

And for a while, she can forget about lonely

Turn back the pages and ease her weary mind

Turn back the pages, closes her eyes and dies

©1988