You know the feeling of something half remembered Of something that never happened, yet you recall it well You know the feeling of recognizing someone That you've never met as far as you could tell, well Laura is the face in the misty light Footsteps

Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie 1994, Joe Diffie comin' out my radio I'm just a country boy with a farmer's tan So help me girl I'll be your Pick-Up Man How 'bout a night to remember and a fifth of Goose 'Bout to bust out my honky-tonk attitude A little feel good

You know the feeling of something half remembered Of something that never happened, yet you recall it well You know the feeling of recognizing someone That you've never met as far as you could tell, well Laura is the face in the misty light Footsteps

Oh oh I remember now Too far below to turn around Too bright a light to let go now Take me back my friend Take me back on home I talk of six while forgetting five Can't even taste if my food's alive I'm watching music that I can't hear Staring down some

Goodbye, goodbye, so long, farewell I'll see you again in the afterlife But it's not the end of the chapter I remember it like it just happened I could've sworn it was a dream But in reality it hit me like a nightmare Or at least that's how it seemed I

Than live my life on my knees As far as I remember I’d rather die on my feet It was a thing to forgive and forget You said that you would let go But I guess you didn’t mean what you said Now it’s time to surrender Because I don’t want to live with regret

Is it over? His dreams are closed Shared woes and fiction Far, far away I remember a world That's gone astray Close your eyes, hold your breath Dreams severed from each other now Are tangled in a web

See the line where the sky meets the sea it calls me And no one knows, how far it goes If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me I've been standing at the edge of the water 'Long as I can remember, never really knowing why I wish I could be the

The day the freebird fell Oh, I remember it well So many cried when Ronnie died He never said farewell What he'd say in a southern song Stories told still here long I was just a teenage boy on my way to school Freebird fell Mama mad at me for me 'cause I

Far, far from the fame, far away from the fame But we still remember your name, Karel Janoušek! We mourn the day that you died So be our guide, Czechoslovakia's pride Home, siblings sent to their death His wife paid the ultimate price Still, as the war