Silly Old Thing Songtext
von Jessi Robertson

I have this photo from decades ago
In a water stained, crumbling cardboard frame
She looks like me, my great grandmother
When we were 17 with our heads full of dreams


I don′t want to let go of these dreams
They say you never know, but I know everything
About how the same days keep coming around
What looks like a new path is the same old ground
If I walk long enough I'll arrive where I started
This silly old thing

A string of pearls and an early spring rose
All that′s left is this photo from decades ago
The shape of our lips and the shade of our eyes
When we were 17 with our heads full of dreams


I don't want to let go of these dreams
They say you never know, but I know everything
About how the same days keep coming around
What looks like a new path is the same old ground
If I walk long enough I'll arrive where I started
This silly old thing