Tell me your secrets
I’ll tell you mine
We’ll spend the evening
In the days behind
Just you and me
And our memories
Someday we’ll remember
Days like these
Our conversation
Was short and sweet
I’m glad it was
Incomplete
Now I can call you
And talk about the breeze
Someday we’ll remember
Days like these
Tomorrow seems so
Far away
Instead of leaving
Why don’t you stay
Growing old with you
Is gonna be a tease
Wondering if we’ll
Ever again have
Days like these
Monday, December 15, 2008
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