Misty water color memories
Of the way we were. Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind, Smiles we gave to one another For the way we were.
Can it be that it was all so simple then, Or has time rewritten every line? If we had the chance to do it all again, Tell me? would we? could we? Memories may be beautiful and yet, What's too painful to remember We simply choose to forget. So it's the laughter We will remember, Whenever we remember The way we were; The way we were.
