I stopped down the lane <br/>Opened the creaking gate <br/>I walked up the path <br/>And looked through the window pane <br/><br/>It was all dark around me <br/>But, I saw the light inside <br/>Also people moving <br/>As in any house would be <br/><br/>Strangers were all they <br/>In that house so old <br/>But, plants and trees were all new <br/>Flowers bloomed all the way <br/><br/>In this house I was born <br/>Played too in the garden <br/>All now was new here <br/>But, my memories were all worn