I hold a picture in my wrinkled hand
Unconsciously, my tears flow like a restive stream
I make no efforts whatsoever to hold them back
They continue to trickle down like a molten dream
The picture is faded… bound to happen with time
But I can recall the beautiful memories every crease beholds
Memories of an entire lifetime leave me impassioned
Each moment is entwined with interesting stories retold
Common we shared our interests decades ago
And common were sprightly youthful dreams
Despite the laughter and differences unknown
Today I relive the timeless journey through these
We may have moved on in our respective lives
But deep down in our hearts we still did crave
To live the carefree days maybe just one more time and
To rewind the clock and wished mighty time we could enslave
Maybe there’s someone else holding a faded picture like I do
In some distant corner of the universe
Let’s reach out and not hesitate to bridge the gap
No matter what it efforts it takes to traverse
Unconsciously, my tears flow like a restive stream
I make no efforts whatsoever to hold them back
They continue to trickle down like a molten dream
The picture is faded… bound to happen with time
But I can recall the beautiful memories every crease beholds
Memories of an entire lifetime leave me impassioned
Each moment is entwined with interesting stories retold
Common we shared our interests decades ago
And common were sprightly youthful dreams
Despite the laughter and differences unknown
Today I relive the timeless journey through these
We may have moved on in our respective lives
But deep down in our hearts we still did crave
To live the carefree days maybe just one more time and
To rewind the clock and wished mighty time we could enslave
Maybe there’s someone else holding a faded picture like I do
In some distant corner of the universe
Let’s reach out and not hesitate to bridge the gap
No matter what it efforts it takes to traverse