The Dreams of an Old Man (60th
Birthday Song)
by John Flynn
The dreams of an old man are simple and few
I don’t dream of fortune or fame overdue
I dream of my children and their children too
When I lay this body down I dream of you
Don’t dream much of people or places I’ve been
Or walk long back roads with old lovers or friends
Whose voices I still hear sometimes on the wind
When it’s blowing lonesome and cold
I don’t dream about days when this world was young
I leave those old photographs right where they’re hung
Too many songs left to be written and sung
And highways that still have their hold
Though shadows grow longer they’re framed now in gold
As sundown writes day’s epitaph
It’s colors call softly a smile my heart holds
Like the sound of my dear mother’s laugh
The dreams of an old man are simple and few
And not so much different from dreams that he knew
When he was a young man and dreaming of you
The dreams of this old man are still coming true
(c) 2017 Flying Stone Music
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