My Soul Tells Many stories
My soul tells many stories
my life, my love, my past
like a book thats turns the page
i can highlight every laugh
i can pull this dusty book from a box
every time i reminisce
I can think about my child hood days
My first crush, my first kiss
the day i thought my world had ended
and i had up and moved away
said goodbye to childhood friends
with which i used to play
this book is still young yet so tattered and beat
the cover seems torn
the inside seems untouched
the memories are such a rush
i stepped back in time
those days i fished at stream
and never caught one thing
the milk weed fights
when we rode our bikes
the friendships i shared
that never went nowhere
the peoples that lives were lost
back then were free and i couldnt see
that lifes so short
i never knew till i grew
that lifes like a candle
when the flames goes out
life seems to fade
i just wish for those childhood days
where are the friends i knew when i was 9
are they still here?
what became of their lives?
the memories are imprinted in my soul
till i grow old
never will i let them go
though life seems fast
my soul will last
little josh, justin, jessica & sara...
justins mother passed away
i only hope shes in a better place
the moments, the roles she played
i wish i could press rewind
the memories i keep are
imprinted in the back of my mind
to find
to ponder
to savor...
my childhood never wavers
So...
i bookmark this page
where i leave my thoughts
ill continue this book tomorrow
thought they will never be lost!
i keep them in this book in a tattered box
under my bed so i can see
my memories everyday
so they always stay within me
My soul tells many stories
my life, my love, my past
like a book thats turns the page
i can highlight every laugh
i can pull this dusty book from a box
every time i reminisce
I can think about my child hood days
My first crush, my first kiss
the day i thought my world had ended
and i had up and moved away
said goodbye to childhood friends
with which i used to play
this book is still young yet so tattered and beat
the cover seems torn
the inside seems untouched
the memories are such a rush
i stepped back in time
those days i fished at stream
and never caught one thing
the milk weed fights
when we rode our bikes
the friendships i shared
that never went nowhere
the peoples that lives were lost
back then were free and i couldnt see
that lifes so short
i never knew till i grew
that lifes like a candle
when the flames goes out
life seems to fade
i just wish for those childhood days
where are the friends i knew when i was 9
are they still here?
what became of their lives?
the memories are imprinted in my soul
till i grow old
never will i let them go
though life seems fast
my soul will last
little josh, justin, jessica & sara...
justins mother passed away
i only hope shes in a better place
the moments, the roles she played
i wish i could press rewind
the memories i keep are
imprinted in the back of my mind
to find
to ponder
to savor...
my childhood never wavers
So...
i bookmark this page
where i leave my thoughts
ill continue this book tomorrow
thought they will never be lost!
i keep them in this book in a tattered box
under my bed so i can see
my memories everyday
so they always stay within me
