Every Time I Follow

In my drifting memory, there's a shooting star It fell before me, so close and yet so far Every now and then I wonder where you are To quell my lonely and disillusioned heart The blues are calling me, oh, every time I follow A tearful memory, oh, every time I follow In the midst of emptiness, you fill my heart With love and music and tell me where to start Every now and then, the clouds begin to part And I see the beauty in song and shooting stars The music's calling me, oh, every time I follow I hear this melody, oh, every time I follow The music's calling me, oh, every time I follow I hear this melody, oh, every time I follow Oh, every time I follow --- Every Time I Follow - Ron s*xsmith