Will you remember those days
Those first days
When we started finding out about each other
And about all our crazy ways.
Covered in the Sun's rays
On our faces
On our bodies
On our once wounded hearts.
We sat on benches you made
Made with your strong hands
Hands attached to your strong arms,
Arms that I hope from mine will never part.
Will you remember those days
Those first days
Finding each other and about all our crazy ways?
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