A flower is never still, as if dancing in the...
When it's facing you, just imagine what it sees...

It's funny how some memories
In our minds they have been burned...

She reminds me of spring
When flowers are in bloom...

Forrest Orchestra
High notes play when birds sing and...

I know they're not our footprints
Embedded in the sand...

Our signatures were written, left on the sand
The day that we walked, both hand in hand...

Although you walked
When I would run...

I compare you to the rain
As you're not always there...

How to reflect the time we shared
When it was pure love at the start...

How much we are served
Should not be proportionate...

I know our love is not perfect
If such a thing exists...

Of course most things can be replaced
With shiny and brand new...