Saw you walking in the rain it brought back memories of times we shared together of that love- so wild and free. We used to jump all fences, there were no baundaries. Now love is just a river of precious memories.
I wondered if I should just stop and say "Hallo". After all these years I still want to know do you sometimes think about us, when our hearts were wild and free?... Now our love is just a river of precious memories.
So I just stood and watched as you slowly disappeared, and that old familiar feeling for a moment reappeared. And I caught myself remembering how you brought me to my knees, turning love into a river of precious memories.
I said a little prayer through the pouring rain. I whished you only happiness and I whispered out your name. If fate is forgiving and an angel hears my please, we'll meet again on that river of precious memories.