There was a time I used to look into my fathers eyes. In a happy home I was a king, I had a golden throne. Those days are gone, Now the memorys on the wall. I hear the songs From the places where I was born. There was a time I met a girl of a different kind. We ruled the world, I thought Id never lose her out of sight. We were so young, I think of her now and then. I still hear the songs Reminding me of a friend :(
Posted on: Thu, 11 Dec 2014 09:11:47 +0000
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