the midnight precious sacred seems unfold Precious father loving mother fly across the lonely years And the old home scenes from my childhood in fond memory appear Precious
fonder Precious memories flood my soul Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness of the midnight Precious sacred
midnight precious sacred seems unfold Precious father loving mother fly across the lonely years And the old home scenes from my childhood in fond memory appear Precious
Traduzione: Jones, George. Precious Memories.
