Oh, I miss those
Good old days
When we used to lay down
At the stars we used to gaze.
With friends we laughed.
With friends we played.
I wish I could go back,
And have those days saved.
Because life moves forward,
And it may go downward.
As I find myself here
Lonely, empty and sad
I wipe down these tears
For my stars have gone bad.
Maybe the future will be
Better I believe
In those hopes only
Now I live.
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