Just a young boy's memory summer days
Chasing rabbits through the fields
Taking water from the well
And the warmth of a grandfather smile
And his magical eyes
It's hard to go back again to be who we have been
Hot as the memory burns it's cold and wearing thin
By the light of kerosene
Deals of cards and dominoes
Play for matches play for laughs
Flirting with the radio
Climb the stairs in the dark
By the candlelight eye in the night
It's hard to go back again to be who we have been
Hot as the memory burns it's cold and wearing thin
All the stone faced sepia stares
Looking out with secret smiles
In defiance of the years
Remember me I knew you well
And the warmth of my grandfather smile
And his magical eyes
It's hard to go back again to be where we have been
Hot as the memory burns it's cold in Starcarr Lane
In Starcarr Lane

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