Maybe it’s been so long.
Our house looks kind after friend.
B ut the ants road still mean the same to me..
* And that’s I wonder,
thru the darkness.
I’ll keep crying one last tear.
Now your lips are gone,
I’ll kiss your memory.
I’ll kiss your memory…
As through you were here.
I’ll hold your memory, till you reappear.
I’ll kiss the top of leaf that fell.
When summer was so blue.
And I’ll cherries on the thought you give me.