Pleasure seemed to be all we were ever after;

When the best of times always wound up in disaster:

Were we moving quicker or was the planet spinning faster?

Why do I reminisce on all my yesterdays,

The styles , the clubs and still my old music plays;

The light show synchronized displays ;

Everything seemed so bright, in my youthful sight;

or were They really better days?

Who cares and what’s the use? There isn’t one left

To speak the truth anyway!

Changing my view on the old and the new,

Forgetting what used to be, will be forgetting you;

We had fun while it lasted , but that’s just it we’re through;

Times has changed me I feel brand new what’s done is done

Now I need to do what I want to!

I am no spring chicken but I am still quite young,

I gotta look good if I wanna have fun:

Good times aren’t over they’ve just begun,

Well I’d love to stay , but I gotta Run!

Come on let’s go hun!

This is for anyone asking,

Keep the heart young and youth

Will be everlasting;

We get better the more time keeps passing!

The end

Copyright ã 2005 Rich Criso Suarez