4 AM

by Frederick Gilmartin © 2018

When I was a young boy, life was easy… you were always there
I thought that we might live forever, life was such a breeze
But the road has many forks, ups and downs, twists and turns

Chorus
Was that you — Knockin’ on my dreams
Was that you — Living in a past we’ve never seen
Was that you — Knockin’ on my dreams
Was that you — Where have you been

Later on as a lad, I spent summers on the farm
Worked the fields in the morning, evenings on the porch swing
She drove us everywhere, taught us life, and right and wrong

I wonder if we never met, never started, never found each other
There have been so many times lost and lonesome out in this world
But the road has many forks, ups and downs, twists and turns