The way we used to be

Ten years from now I'll still
remember the sound of your
voice, the way you were always
heard,

And dream of the way we
used to be.

Ten years from now I'll still
remember the way your green
eyes would sparkle as the
sun struck them, the way you'd
see me across a crowded room,

And dream of the way we
used to be.

Ten years from now I'll still
remember the way you'd
brush your red hair back,
the way you'd smile still
like a mischievous school
girl,

And dream of the way we
used to be.

Ten years from now I'll still
love you.