Memories . . . like the corners of my mind
Misty, water-coloured, 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!