My memories are sacred of the you that I used to know,
I remember all the places where you and I would go.
Time has made me older and life has made me old.
My bones are thin and brittle, my body feels the cold.
Days when I was younger and warmer in the sun
Days when you were with me, I was the chosen one.
Years went rolling past us but I lost you along the way.
I would give all my tomorrows for just one yesterday.