"In our old attic I saw a basket made of batik It was covered with dust But inside it reminded me the past
I saw our old Polaroid photos It is our couple mementos Some pictures' ink already faded But for me our memories never ended
And I miss you, your warm hugs Baking you brownie in a mug I miss seeing your funny sinister smile And now I can't even see it for awhile
It was hard to describe what I have been through the years, Every day I was in tears From you, I wanted to hear That "I love you, my dear."
This Polaroid photos, I will keep In my heart, very deep. 'Till we meet again, my dear' Maybe not today nor in a year. But please promise me you'll always be here."