The Days We Miss
These days that now we miss oh so,
Have passed us by,
Never to show,
What once was pure beyond our own,
The truth of which we always know,
The past is known,
The future not,
The present is what we make of it,
What we need a merry kit,
To keep us while we wish for these,
The days of which we miss oh so,
Where we would walk upon the street,
With flying creatures we would meet,
That help us in our once true ways,
With whom we are we'll not delay,
To keep our memories so close,
For our futures now we pose,
For days of which we miss oh so,
For only we are now to know,
Again we're here on darkest night,
With what we see by pure moonlight,
The faces of our love's,
With such light I see your face,
Do you see mine through all your grace?
With days we miss oh so,
The beach now where we'd always go,
Swimming once on such a day,
When we had fun the entire way,
Back to the house,
Where we had fun,
Where only once we watched the sun,
As it doth set into twilight,
I miss you so,
These days as well,
These memories to you I'll tell,
For yes indeed,
Those days I miss,
But only for whom were with me then,
And that was you true angelen.
Have passed us by,
Never to show,
What once was pure beyond our own,
The truth of which we always know,
The past is known,
The future not,
The present is what we make of it,
What we need a merry kit,
To keep us while we wish for these,
The days of which we miss oh so,
Where we would walk upon the street,
With flying creatures we would meet,
That help us in our once true ways,
With whom we are we'll not delay,
To keep our memories so close,
For our futures now we pose,
For days of which we miss oh so,
For only we are now to know,
Again we're here on darkest night,
With what we see by pure moonlight,
The faces of our love's,
With such light I see your face,
Do you see mine through all your grace?
With days we miss oh so,
The beach now where we'd always go,
Swimming once on such a day,
When we had fun the entire way,
Back to the house,
Where we had fun,
Where only once we watched the sun,
As it doth set into twilight,
I miss you so,
These days as well,
These memories to you I'll tell,
For yes indeed,
Those days I miss,
But only for whom were with me then,
And that was you true angelen.
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