Music My Friend

There's no finer sound, Than music, To chase those blues away, There are no finer days, Than my days as a child, I'd love to relive them again, The music of my childhood, Can never be replaced, For that was a time from my memories, Such a wonderful, special place, If I could go back to that precious time, To live through the music again, How fine that would be, For you'd be with me, Together all over again, Music fulfills the emptiness, I feel since you went away, It's my special friend through the dark days, A tonic in every way. Jayne Davies