Short Story

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Sometimes I get to feelin',
I was back in the old days - long ago.
When we were kids when we were young
things seemed so perfect - you know.
The days were endless we were crazy we were young
The sun was always shinin' - we just lived for fun.
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don't know
The rest of my life's been just a show.

Those were the days of our lives.
The bad things in life were so few.
Those days are all gone now but one thing is true,
when I look and I find I still love you.

You can't turn back the clock,
you can't turn back the tide.
Ain't that a shame?
I'd like to go back one time on a roller coaster ride,
when life was just a game.

I still love you...

These empty days..
...without your smile.

One by one.
Only the Good die young.
They're only flying too close to the sun.
And life goes on -
Without you.
I'll remember -

Crying for nothing.
Crying for no one.
No one but you...

[You're always in my heart.]

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