Sometimes I look upon my memories from the past
Some are painful others can be a blast
I remember the moment I saw you last
Sometimes I wait for when I meet my next laugh
We first met at your departure
And the line was cut like a bulls eye from an archer
As time goes by I think of you
Sometimes hours I gaze upon you in the fading blue
I know the feelings I have are true
Til we meet again I'll always love you.