Should ever you come looking

You’ll find me in an afterthought

or within a passing glance,

You’ll find me in the spring time

so brief when Tulips dance –

Down cobblestones of yesterday

in distant church bells left to ring

I’ll be there in the corner bar

not quite in tune I’ll sing,

Should ever you come looking

for a memory or two

You’ll find me with a pleasant smile

as I remember you.