When the snow blows in let the sun be behind it, as the ice forms round the water let the fish re-live it, and as time goes by, pass by slowly please dont fly.
For I'll remember the past the happy and the sad, I'll remember the past the best good the worst bad, and I'll think to myself I'd live it all over again.
When the wind blows my face and my ears turn red, when I wake up in the morning with a chill in my bed, let my surroundings go warm and hope cold winds dont bring storm, so as time goes by no please dont let it fly, goodbye
As I walk beneath the bridge of stone and old rotted wood, will i remember think of what was and what could.....OR.WILL.I. remember the past the happy and the sad, will i remember the past the best good the worst bad, and will I think to myself I'd live it..all again?
Yes, yes i would
