Lyrics Ron Sexsmith

Ron Sexsmith

Reacquainted

Reacquainted

Reacquainted

With the sun above

And songs of love

That we used to sing

Takes the past out of the years

And sets 'em here

All these handmade heartfelt souvenirs

Reacquainted

With my homeward dove

At this moment of my wandering

It puts the joy back in the tears

As they reappear

All these handmade heartfelt souvenirs

Oh and why has it been

So long a time since we were one?

Oh and why have these strings laid

So long inside?

When there were songs to be sung

Reacquainted

With the sun above

And songs of love

That we used to sing

Puts the joy back in the tears

As they reappear

All these handmade heartfelt souvenirs