Reflection Lane
Outside the rain is gently falling gently
calling out my name
Whispering take a walk with me walk along reflection lane
Down the road and past the garden where your favorite flowers grew
Past the park that guards the river where the winds of passion
blew
Up the maple tree crowned hill where your
favorite sunset displayed
Around the lake and to the house where your favorite music
played
And as the rain continues falling gently
calling out my name
I grab a coat and an umbrella and walk along reflection lane