How sorrowful it is when you think of the past,
Especially those fun and happy moments that come so fast.
Treasure and savor those moments while they last,
For sooner or later it will all come to pass.
This person I have in mind,
I know deep inside,
He wouldn't let me ride,
On a road full of glide
Person from the past,
I know you would not cast.
Your love is vast,
But I know it wouldn't last.
It is a hard thing to do,
But all has it reasons that made it do.
Reasons made it glad,
Come on, don't be sad.
There are just the past,
Just know it wouldn't last.
-A
