Distant memories lost in time,
I close my eyes and think of you.
Memories of the way we were,
Glaze my eyes, like morning dew.
I sit near the window,
The mountain in view,
The garden's so quiet,
Flowers are few,
I long for the night,
When I'll hold you so tight,
In my dreams,
Once again we are young,
Old age is a must for all of us,
But with it brings aches and pains,
My prescription list's getting longer,
And my stamina's gone down the drain,
My nights at the disco now over,
My days of The Bump truly gone,
For age doesn't come by itself you know,
My feet have a mind of their own!
Dependant on dreams,
Just to get through,
Hoping each night,
I get to see you.
I walked away that sunny day,
Never to see your face,
It's been one long eternity,
My life's so out of place,
In my memory there you lie,
Years gone by,
Always the apple of my eye,
I remember those long hot Summers as if they were yesterday,
When the sun shone down on our street, the place I loved to play.
For many a window glistened, cleaned well to a sparkling shine,
Where starched white shirts blew gaily, on many a washing line.
The Sun rose high, in the morning sky,
It shone in all its glory,
Drying up the morning dew,
Such beauty there before me.