There’s a place I know
Not far from here.
It’s a place we use to go.
It’s a place in my heart,
I hold so dear,
Where the precious wildflowers grow.
It’s locked away in my memories,
Overshadowed by the day I made you cry.
With one more chance,
Just take my hand,
Take another walk with me.
We’ll go back there,
Back where it all began,
We never know where it could lead.
Together we’ll make some new memories,
Stronger than the day I made you cry.
Interlude
And we can live again. Stir some hope within,
We can learn to love you’ll see.
It’s a risk to take, oh but worth the wait,
Let’s be together what will be. And live again…
There’s that place we know,
Right over there.
It’s that place we use to go.
It’s that place in our hearts,
We still hold so dear,
Where the seeds of our wildflowers grow.
Together we made all those memories,
Those that tell the story of our life.
There’s a place I know,
Not far from here.
Will you take another walk with me?
To Karen, who loves wild flowers.
If I cannot give you wildflowers every day, you will always have this song.
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