Mists Of Time - John Mayall and The BluesbreakersSomewhere in the worldAre friends I ' ve missed from long agoCould be drifting by the waysideOr even dead - I just don ´ t knowAnd now my memories are fadingLike melting footprints in the snowSometimes a dream will haunt meAnd I see a young girl ' s faceWas she once for realAnd did she really share my spaceWithin the swirling mists of timeIt ' s hard to keep a track of year and placeI thought about my motherWhen she was young and on the roadHanging out with my musiciansOr camping out in forest grovesLike gray mists conceal horizonsI miss those times we ' ll share no moreSo far my life ' s a journeyAnd even if I could I wouldn ' t change a thingAll those years of bold adventuresThe highs and lows that make me singWithin the swirling mists of timeSuch sweet memories sitll often ring