Lyrics

Scrapbook

Thirty thousand feet above
Flying west clouds below
Looking like a frozen field
An Arctic home of virgin snow

As my mind begins to drift
Back into another time
I can?t help but reminisce
And turn a page
In the scrapbook of my mind

Looking back on all the dreams
I planned to try now left behind
Always thought there?d come a day
They?d all work out in their own time

Faded memories of the past
Picture postcard marred with lines
Always thought those dreams would last
I guess they did
In the scrapbook of my mind

How did all this time go by
Where?d it go, where was I
It started like a summer?s day
Long and warm with deep blue sky

Now the days just go too fast
And I can't seem to find the time
The stage is set, the dye is cast
Can?t change a page
In the scrapbook of my mind


Words and Music by Mark Wayne Glasmire, ASCAP
Traceway Music, ASCAP, 2002
mwg03@comcast.net