O! Sweet childhood, come over again
Show me the door of your innocence,
Fill all my days with sun and rain,
Please let me not forget those moments!
I pray that I carry your fragrance forever
Until I die, and let me be young and
Help me to love life like a true lover!
For when my days are gone and on my deathbed I lie,
I should see the smiling faces of my childhood
Coz those were the best days of my life!
Show me the door of your innocence,
Fill all my days with sun and rain,
Please let me not forget those moments!
I pray that I carry your fragrance forever
Until I die, and let me be young and
Help me to love life like a true lover!
For when my days are gone and on my deathbed I lie,
I should see the smiling faces of my childhood
Coz those were the best days of my life!
2 comments:
Childhood days are he best no doubt...
"For when my days are gone and on my deathbed I lie,
I should see the smiling faces of my childhood
Coz those were the best days of my life!"
very well written.. tho' the last line sounds like a refrain frm Summer of 69.. yet it fits in well, both rhythmically and in terms of content..
couldn't get my eyes off from that fellow wearing red ts... onek onek ador
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