A glimpse of an old photo
brings memories flooding back to me
If only I could rewind my life
and let it play again slowly
I long to occupy the empty seat
where your bag is now placed
Do you still look up at my window
and then remember that I've gone away?
I wish I could go back to the past
and let my voice echo through
that no matter what happens
I'll always be there for you...
2 handprints on my wall:
My favourite among the new ones! =) I simply enjoyed this!
but this is old only ;)
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