Train of Memories
First loves often don't work out, but the feelings are intense and exhilarating. These lyrics are about looking back on those times wistfully and with fond memories. Youth is an awesome time to be living, loving and learning.
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I see images of my youthful times
When I was his and he was mine,
It was a time of carefree glory
While we wove our love story,
A rite of passage we went through
Splashed with feelings that were new.
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It was a time filled with mystery,
When we wrote a page in history.
There was so much we didn't know,
Things to learn, a time to grow,
But hanging out on Cole's third floor
I could not have loved him any more.
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His memory is a freight train
Blowin' through my brain,
Boones Farm wine and Swisher Sweets,
Making out in his back seat,
I ride that train just to see
Where its wheels are taking me.
They were memories of joyful times
When I was his and he was mine,
We were trying hard to figure out
What love was all about,
What it is that love demands,
How to hold the glory in our hands.
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His memory is a freight train
Blowin' through my brain,
Boones Farm wine and Swisher Sweets,
Making out in his back seat,
I ride that train just to see
Where its wheels are taking me.
But how can anybody know
Which way the wind will blow?
When love got lost in the haze
Then we went our separate ways
But I never will forget the glory
Of how we wrote our own love story.
Chorus
His memory is a freight train
Blowin' through my brain,
Boones Farm wine and Swisher Sweets,
Making out in his back seat,
I ride that train just to see
Where its wheels are taking me.
© Joyce Trudeau 2023