Where did our time go?
All the good times we used to be used to?
Are we still living them now or are we still phasing out of it?
All we ever talked about is how it was and never
how it is
Time passes, we move on
as always
maybe we'll get back
and be how it was
I still miss you
Even though you're always right next to me
its always a
great chat
great walk
I still miss us
Even though we're still friends
nine
they sure know how to fly fast