Its the second day without her face
For she has gone without a trace...

Did the birds begin to sing their song
when i saw you that day...

A meet of friends and shake of hands
in all the clothes that set the trends...

How are you doing after all these years
has the sands of time dried up your tears...

From different roots to the same troubled river
Sweet at heart but a terrible kisser...

Why must love turn into fear
A curious heart and a sea of tears...

A meet of friends and shake of hands
in all the clothes that set the trends...

Seventeen was the age that we first met
Facing the challenges that we both had...