the day we first met,
has already passed away,,
the day we were attracted ,
has already passed away..
the day we asked names,
has already passed away,,
the day we exchanged greetings,
has already passed away..
when we sat together,
when we talked together,,
when we sang together,
when we laughed together,,
has already passed away..
there were times,
when we chatted all night,,
there were times when,
we hung all days..
there were moments,
we swared on our friendship,,
there were moments,
we swayed the starships..
there were times when,
everyone said
friends should be made like them from all the ways,
yet they were all THOSE OLD DAYS..
Yes we were the old friends,
from the old days,,
we are still those same friends,
but in our own ways..
we come to each other,
we wait for each other,,
we stand for each other,
we talk to each other,,
but like tommorow,
not like
THOSE OLD DAYS....
it's true that , old oness are always the best
the old shoes , the old class , the old people , the old friends the old songs and the old times...
