Colin Linden

There’s a picture of a young man
Not a worry on his mind
Not a penny in his pocket
don’t have nothing but time
That was me when you were mine

Every day was a new dawning
Every night the stars would shine
Chasing midnight into morning
Running wild and running blind
That was me when you were mine

I remember the falling
I remember you calling my name
sweet and plain
I remember the lightining
I remember the summertime rain
Love in vain

I remember the good times
I remember the songs that we played
love we made
I forget why it ended
ain’t it strange how the memories fade
memories fade

There’s a picture of a young man
not a worry on his mind
not a penny in his pocket
don’t know nothing about time
That was me when you were mine