Today I went where I used to live
In a borrowed car
I took some borrowed time
And went to where I used to live.
I drove past a house that once was warm
Whose lights offered a welcome to the passerby.
Now that house sits empty, cold, and quiet.
It waits for new stories and new laughs
To dance on its floors and walk on its walls.
In a borrowed car and with some borrowed time
I went to where I used to live
And in my heart I cried.
posted by Hugh @ 7:27 PM
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