(M. LiffengrenP. Liffengren)



I remember back to my younger days

When I felt so free

Not a care in the world

But time and how late I could play

Until my mom would call me, and tell me to come in

I often think how simple, my life was way back then

I go to a quiet place, to let my mind run free

Down a path to an old boat house

Where crickets love to sing

Water's clapping so gently, against the pier tonight

Pine tree silhouettes dance lightly

Across the moonlit sky

The lights in the valley tavern

Shine down upon the lake

Across the bank towards the beach

Where children love to play

I can almost hear their laughter

When I close my eyes

I seem much closer to heaven, in peace I love to hide

Sometimes I sit and wonder, what got in my way

I go to this quiet place, where I can sing and pray

If only for a moment, I'll go back in time

I'll take these moments with me

For I've kept them in my mind