I catch a scent of youth
while walking through the trees;
A glimpse of a former life,
a time spent with ease.
Less nostalgic senses
remind me of my age.
The glimpse that just was
turns over like a page.
I catch a scent of youth
while walking through the trees;
A glimpse of a former life,
a time spent with ease.
Less nostalgic senses
remind me of my age.
The glimpse that just was
turns over like a page.
