I walk along alone,
My mind is waiting to pull that trigger,
What will it be ?
A picture? A song ? A smell ?
A stray memory?
That ambulance with lights flashing
A vist to a Doctors or hospital
Most we can control
But there is always one
Something unexpected on t.v.
And the tears flow.
Hearing somebody shout their first name
Looking at their favourite food
That special day
That special place
Triggers are crazy,we can't control
So let the tears flow.
