Green trees gently sway, through the windy sky
Sunlight trickles onto the estate
The terrain stretches wide, so you'll hide in tonight
All the multitudes severed away
All those childhood memories
Disappear with age
Trembling in fear
Nothing is quite so clear
Did you lose your way?
Please remember my name
The bus was late again
Down the street from Pettit's Lane
I'll just sit here and wait
I think I lost my way
Through a shady storm of grain
This town will be the day
For me if I stay
All those childhood memories
Disappear with age
Trembling in fear
Nothing is quite so clear
Did you lose your way?
Please remember my name
Did you lose your way?
Did you lose your way?
Did you lose your way?
transcript Emily Beynon
