years go by as if they fly

how many of them did really pass by

1,2,3 count ,,,, then sigh

sometimes i even start to cry

I remember,I recall

all the memories that wont fall

remeber all the dreams

us being young teens

memories of something lost

what do you miss most

the walks? talks? or the fights with your folks

i miss those years

remember the good bye tears

now seeing you again

remembering all thing i thought were long gone

forgot how i can have some innocent fun

now seeing you again

seeing those eyes

they grow some wrinkles

but still shine like twinkles

wrinkles are signs that days

have their own sign

nothing stays the same

but you r so like wine

the older you get you become less lame

i missed you

i missed our old years

and cant stop all those tears