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memories
Sitting on my own to think...
Visions of my my life to link...
With the future now to mold...
Love and loss, like pure gold...
In our minds to ponder on...
Sadness, that now needs be gone...
Looking back on how things were...
Sometimes can cause quite a stir...
But then good times do come through...
When I think of good of you...
Where we lived, and of our friends...
Arguements, we made amends...
Times at school, and bunking days...
Sneaking out, our boyfriends place...
Dancing, laughing, having fun...
Getting sunburnt in the sun...
Our first dates, the boy nextdoor...
How long would it take to score...
Our first kiss, when were so young...
Mischief, it was all in fun...
Dont forget our memories...
Joy in our heart, they're there to please...
Visions of my my life to link...
With the future now to mold...
Love and loss, like pure gold...
In our minds to ponder on...
Sadness, that now needs be gone...
Looking back on how things were...
Sometimes can cause quite a stir...
But then good times do come through...
When I think of good of you...
Where we lived, and of our friends...
Arguements, we made amends...
Times at school, and bunking days...
Sneaking out, our boyfriends place...
Dancing, laughing, having fun...
Getting sunburnt in the sun...
Our first dates, the boy nextdoor...
How long would it take to score...
Our first kiss, when were so young...
Mischief, it was all in fun...
Dont forget our memories...
Joy in our heart, they're there to please...
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