Stepped back in time to dreams of another day,
and smiled fondly as I thought again of you.
All I dreamed that you would be,
all that you were to me.
As I put the bitter sweet memory away like a cherrished treasure,
I cry from a depth of sorrow that only God can measure.
Farewell my love, until I open the memories again,
see you next time I open up my heart's pain.
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