The Way We Were

Memories . . . like the corners of my mind

Misty, water-coloured, memories

Of the way we were!

Scattered pictures, of the smiles we left behind

Smiles we gave to one another

For the way we were!

Can it be that it was all so simple then

Or, has time rewritten every line?

If we had the chance to do it all again

Tell me, would we, could we?

Memories . . . may be beautiful, and yet

What's too painful to remember

We simply choose to forget

So it's the laughter, we will remember

Whenever we remember

The way we were!

. . . the way we were!