In dreams I go back again
to the golden days of old,
Each night I find I'm walking
down the long and winding road.
I see the faces once so dear
that I left along the way,
A cheery smile in greeting
and words that bid me stay.
But I had to travel onward
and as time was drawing near,
I told them I'd be back one day
and not to shed one tear.
Now the years have spoken
and I've carried quite a load,
I need to find my way back
To the long and winding road.
To remember all the yesterdays
when life was simple and complete,
I long to find what I left behind
and admit that I have faced defeat.
May they all be there to greet me
all those dear people in my past,
for I've finally found the answer
and I am home again, at last.
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