Enough of the silence, enough of the last days

Enough of the pity and the shame

For love is a pattern, things slipping away

Not that it matters, you gotta hold on anyway

And I'm old enough to find my way

And I'm young enough to see

That I've lived enough to laugh and say

That I know enough to call it free, I know enough

Enough of the drifting, enough of the west wind

Enough of the memories, where have you been

For love is a circle, the road never ends

It comes and goes round, you gotta go that way again

And I'm old enough to find my way

And I'm young enough to see

That I've lived enough to laugh and say

That I know enough to call it free, I know enough

I know enough about it, I know it's true

I have to live my lessons again, what about you

And I'm old enough to find my way

And I'm young enough to see

That I've lived enough to laugh and say

That I know enough to call it free, I know enough

c.2004JoanBerry

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