Brian James

When We Were Young

Do you recall when we were young?
The endless days beneath the sun
When that was you and that was me
Now here we are unexpectedly

Try to find the words to say
What it means for us to play
Try not to let my feelings show
I can’t disguise, I think you know

The colors of the painting fade
From baby blue to shades of grey
Here and now, we turn the page
Twenty years have come of age

Do you recall when we were young?
The endless days beneath the sun

BJ 03/07/2010
2013 BUMA/STEMRA