we will be back someday
grays in our hair
i hope you remember my name
talk about the passing years
how we have lived our lives
how the world got bigger than us
the people we lost, the ones who stayed
we’ll know things we never knew back then
discover our truths and lies
who we are is never the same
but this place played a part
so take a walk with me
let’s weave a path
maybe we’ll get lost
maybe we’ll never find each other
but if time would still be kind
i shall see you again