Does the song?
Know when, to remember,
Or when, to forget.
Memories of Momma, on my mind.
When will come the children.
To long for them we do.
Do I remember the future, or is it the past.
This time too, shall pass.
This road to come, long it is,
Here I am in Momma's van.
Trisha Yearwood, playing on the tape deck.
"The Song Remembers When".
When to love, when to cry, and when to try again.
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