Max Stalling - Look in My Past lyrics

A little blond-haired boy, comes to mind Though he’s someone that I haven’t seen in a long, long time He comes in late from his fishing-hole, he missed his supper and now it’s cold Momma shakes a spoon as he walks by, but he sees a wink in her eye –ey, ey, ey, eye I do not ask why you look in your mirror, so why do you ask why I look in my past The moon is sneaking up over my memory’s trees, the bull-bats are skating through that evening breeze An old cow is lowing for her baby somewhere, the windmill creek’s as it chops the air The dogs get kinda restless, trot off in the night and two rabbits brave the yard when they’re out of sight The breeze speaks through the screen and says “close your eyes, you’re up to late for a boy your size” ey, ize I do not ask why you look in your mirror, so why do you ask me why I look in my past You say that I dream my life away, and you’re partly right and you’re partly wrong But what you can’t see is where I’ve gone, in my past You say that I dream my life away, and you’re partly right and you’re partly wrong But what you can’t see is where I’ve gone and what I own, in my past A little blond-haired boy, comes to mind