Searching everywhere I go
Making up more reasons to know
Why it matters to hear her sing again
Only yesterday I heard
Her voice soft and clear
Has she been all of these years alone?
The old photos in black and white
Show what her life was like
As a kid, I wish I had known Miss Hardy
Wandering in unfamiliar places
People milling 'round everywhere
Waiting for a trace among the faces
Imagining I saw you standing there
Forty years have come and gone
Is it life or just a song?
They all came to see her play, Miss Hardy
I searched the bins of record stores
Any trail that leads to her door
I wish we were twenty years old again
I wish we were twenty years old again
Wilbur Soot - Miss Hardy Lyrics
Wilbur Soot - Miss Hardy Lyrics
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Searching everywhere I go
Making up more reasons to know
Why it matters to hear her sing again
Only yesterday I heard
Her voice soft and clear
Has she been all of these years alone?
The old photos in black and white
Show what her life was like
As a kid, I wish I had known Miss Hardy
Wandering in unfamiliar places
People milling 'round everywhere
Waiting for a trace among the faces
Imagining I saw you standing there
Forty years have come and gone
Is it life or just a song?
They all came to see her play, Miss Hardy
I searched the bins of record stores
Any trail that leads to her door
I wish we were twenty years old again
I wish we were twenty years old again
Making up more reasons to know
Why it matters to hear her sing again
Only yesterday I heard
Her voice soft and clear
Has she been all of these years alone?
The old photos in black and white
Show what her life was like
As a kid, I wish I had known Miss Hardy
Wandering in unfamiliar places
People milling 'round everywhere
Waiting for a trace among the faces
Imagining I saw you standing there
Forty years have come and gone
Is it life or just a song?
They all came to see her play, Miss Hardy
I searched the bins of record stores
Any trail that leads to her door
I wish we were twenty years old again
I wish we were twenty years old again
Writer: Jeff Jenson, John Lindell
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