So...Travelin' Band

Travelin’ band comin’ into town
Sing a song for me.
Sing a song of what might’ve been;
Of mem’ries never mine;
Looking back and singin’ home;
Paths and prints entwined.

Travelin’ band comin’ into town
Sing a song for me.
Sing of dreams packed in a case;
Sketchin’ where you’ve been.
Stir it up and spit it out
And sing if only then.

Travelin’ band comin’ on my way
Sing a song for me.
Travelin’ band lookin’ o'er my way
Sing a song for me.