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