In the Orchard

Under evening stars I walk. The smell of cool, damp earth beneath my feet. On a summer night, in the orchard.

My car is parked down, side of the road. Over the mountains, a red moon glows. Soon the summer will be over, in the orchard.

I've been to this place so many times. Down roads and rows of dreams in my mind. I'm walking through the trees, in the orchard.

Still I see it, when I close my eyes. When sleep's about to come after a restless night. I go there in my dreams, back to the orchard.

The seasons of my life, I watch them pass. The blossoms of spring fall, leaving only winter's naked branch. I remember you and me, in the orchard.

As the days of my youth slip farther from my grasp. Still it haunts me, like a song I can't forget. And now frost covers the ground, in the orchard.

And when the spark of life is almost gone. The seasons slow, the stop, and I'll see spring no more. It calls me into forever, in the orchard.

The seasons of my life, I watch them pass. The blossoms of spring fall, leaving only winter's naked branch;into forever...In the orchard

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