I had to let go of your memories
As I did with San Fransisco
With its innocent corners and places
The quaint stores and my shadow
"Does it snow in San Fransisco?"
My little nephew asked
"Not always, but it did long ago"
And my eyes filled with remnants of the past
It hasn't gotten easier, years have gone by
I still remember the golden gate
The sunsets and the pleasant sky
I need you still and in vain I wait
For you to stop by
And steady my pettish state
Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 6:43 PM UTC
I had to let go of your memories
As I did with San Fransisco
With its innocent corners and places
The quaint stores and my shadow
"Does it snow in San Fransisco?"
My little nephew asked
"Not always, but it did long ago"
And my eyes filled with remnants of the past
It hasn't gotten easier, years have gone by
I still remember the golden gate
The sunsets and the pleasant sky
I need you still and in vain I wait
For you to stop by
And steady my pettish state
