Remembrances of those precious moments
Tug at present insecurities Lift me up for just a moment
Then let me down with realization
That it’s gone into eternity
Never to return again
Never will those precious moments
Be within my grasp or touch
Gone forever like the breezes
That caressed my cheek a bit ago
Brushed past, touched and gone away
Sad the future, sad the memory
Sad the times that fly away
Be within my grasp or touch
Gone forever like the breezes
That caressed my cheek a bit ago
Brushed past, touched and gone away
Sad the future, sad the memory
Sad the times that fly away
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