I remember when the moon and the stars
                              Used to follow me along with my car
                              I remember when boredom falls
                              I grab a pen and draw on the walls
                              I used to gaze at the clouds up above
                              Seeing shapes and sizes, even foods that I love
                              Then I used to go on a piggy back ride
                              With my father who used to be by my side
                              I'm used to hear the piano pieces of my sister
                              Now, she left to get married and now I miss her
                              I loved my mom's cooking, cause she was a chef
                              And one day, she just mysteriously left
                              And now I'm down, alone and depressed
I just remember the days that were the best
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