Burnage Lane

In forty years, our poplars had grown so tall right past the roof With a canopy of leaves over the path Sparkles of sunshine, on those warm prairie days The beauty of this place, Burnage Lane Grant me my wish, I'll never live anywhere else Grant me my wish, that here I'll always stay Let me grow old watching the sunshine, light up the place I love My heart and soul will always be Burnage Lane Piles of shoes at the front door, from kids, their kids and more Searching for refuge, from city life Chairs on the front porch, the sweet smell of sage I grew up on Burnage Lane So, grant me my wish, I'll never live anywhere else Grant me my wish, that here I'll always stay Let me grow old watching the sunshine, light up the place I love My heart and soul will always be Burnage Lane The clock chimes every hour and time keeps passing by Things move slower, grow more quiet, as I start to say goodbye Leaves have turned brown again and the night is filled with rain I will always love Burnage Lane Here I am a child again, I run through fields of green With laughter ringing out, like singing of birds Let me be a child again, I'm feeling wild and free Full of love and free from pain Beauty and joy at Burnage Lane