WHERE IS THIS TOWN?


 Is there a place, yes! I've heard stories that
 It exists,

 People pass each other by with not a frown to 
 Observe.

 Children play In the fields' of grass and streams,


 Laughing and running, sometimes cries but many 
 Smiles.

 Men and women gather for a night just for themselves,


 Under the warm Summer sky, a barbecue and talk.


 Friends' and lovers' dance to music of hopes and 
 Dreams,

 Where Is this town that happiness seems to want to be.


 This town Is here, this town Is everywhere, open your 
 Eyes,

 It lives and dreams where you live and dream, your hopes.


 Into your life a love you will find, one needs no search,


 All happens In a manner which Is to be, goodbye 
 To yesterday.

                   Keith Garrett