These shards of broken glass,
Scattered memories of the past,
Crashed upon this floor,
As you walked out the door,
On the edge of the boulevard,
You stopped to gaze up at the stars,
They reminded you of someone,
The day that something begun,
Well let me tell you the truth,
I saw something in them too,
The way they shined so bright,
In the middle of the night,
That reminded me of you.
We've walked through town,
Around and around,
From street to street,
Every corner we meet,
Every night we slept,
The tears we wept,
There all gone now,
Some way some how,
It's okay to remember these,
These faint old memories,
But remember to thrive in the present,
And never resent,
As we leave the memories of our past,
Like shards of broken glass..