ManyYrsAgo

And I won't hold you

I remember from the long mile

I remember everything used to mess with my head

I remember when you would smile

Now it seems like everything's better off dead

I remember in the hallways

I remember every little word that you said

Used to talk to you all day, now it's common that you leave me on read

I remember when we'd sneak to the movies

If she was a groupie, I probably wouldn't care

Room full of boys she would choose me