• I remember the days
    When i had so much fun,
    I was young and careless
    Free and in love,

    The golden days,
    of my age
    I appreciate, what i once
    had not,

    The old times with u
    and all of my friends,
    The things we would do
    just unspeakable

    Days by the campfire
    roastign marshmellows,
    Nights on the street
    wondering aimlessly

    I do wish i could do it again
    Live for a while,
    To relive those moments
    of pure happiness

    Yet my time is coming
    to forget all that was,
    All of these memories
    are washing away

    Along with my soul
    We blow in the breeze,
    Drifting away
    All is quiet and still