Lyrics Ron Sexsmith

Ron Sexsmith

Every Time I Follow

Every Time I Follow

In my drifting memory

There's a shooting star

It fell before me

So close and yet so far

Every now and then

I wonder where you are

To quell my lonely

And disillusioned heart

The blues are calling me

Oh every time I follow

A tearful memory

Oh every time I follow

But in the midst of emptiness

You fill my heart

With love and music

And tell me where to start

Every now and then

The clouds begin to part

And I see the beauty

In song and shooting stars

The music's calling me

Oh every time I follow

I hear this melody

Oh every time I follow