I figure you are not...
Embracing simple memories.
You made me believe and feel
you were alive with me.
Enjoying each moment our eyes would meet.
I will not fall into conformity.
I cannot add another hour...
Embracing the desire of simple company.
...Nor a lost hour recall.
Hoping for another kind of blue.
I will think of new song to sing,
and look for a new pair of sunglasses that I can soon throw away.
