This Place

Things may have been bad
People may have been sad
But we had a laugh
We had a good time

This place
My heart belongs here
This place
No one no longer hangs around here

People have gone away
No more sunny days
Now I am writing a song about it
I'll never forget the lyrics or poetry here

This place
My heart belongs here
This place
No one no longer hangs around here

Lately, things haven't been rack
I have been back
It feels strange
No I don't forget this place

This place
My heart belongs here
This place
No one no longer hangs around here

Things weren't that bad despite the worst
Times might have not been that liberating.

©2004 Christine Black