Years Ago…
It seems like sixteen summers ago, we were so young and to the world we were unknown. Playing hide-and-seek in the tall, tall grass, stealing cherries, from the cherry tree, sipping lemonade, and counting all the clouds in the sky naming the stars in the midnight sky and we never had to say good bye...
It seems like fifteen summers ago, we were so young and to the world we were barley known, rolling in the tall, tall grass, stealing kisses beneath the cherry tree, sipping lemonade, and counting all the clouds in the sky, and naming the stars in the midnight sky, and the moon reflected in our eyes…
It seems like fourteen summers ago, we seemed so young, and to the world we were known, stealing kisses beneath the cherry tree, sipping champagne, too busy to count the clouds in the sky, or name the stars in the midnight sky, we never thought we’d have to say good bye…
It seems like thirteen summers ago, we felt so young, and to the world we were well known, stealing kisses in the tall, tall grass, the cherry tree forgotten at last, drinking champagne beneath the clouds in the sky, and the stars remained name less in the midnight sky…
It was just one summer ago, you seemed so young, but in this world it was your time to go, someone cut the tall, tall grass, the cherry tree was forgotten at last now no one counts the clouds in the sky, the nameless star still cling to the sky, the midnight moon continues to shine, but no longer is it reflected in your eyes…
It feels like a life time ago, that we were so young, and to the world we were barley known, playing games in the tall, tall grass, stealing cherries from the cherry tree, sipping lemonade and counting clouds and naming stars in the midnight sky, I can’t believe I have to say good bye…
It feels like a thousand years ago, we played in the grass, those sixteen summers ago, I have no one to hold my hand, the grass is dead, the tree dried out years ago, still in my soul I feel you close; I never was able to let you go…
