I am ever singing in my heart yet no one can ever hear my songs….,

I never sing loud enough for anyone to hear,

My sadness knows no bounds

And I do so want to turn around….

To smile the old smiles, to walk the old miles,

To see the old sights, to hear the old sounds,

For all the familiar stirrings, I do so want to turn around.

To make a new end

Or better still, to begin again.