Looking Back

Some say looking back at our tears makes us laugh

Some others say looking back at our laughs makes us cry

But for me looking back itself makes me cry

Wer have those days gone

Wer are those beautiful memories

Wer are those wonderful people

Wer are those preciuos moments

I want all that time back

I want all those people back

I want everything back

Enough of  the growth

Is there any way to go back

I would love to be a child again

And travel all the time again

My eyes are filled up with tears

My heart is filled up with all those cherishable memories

All the thoughts are wandering in my mind

Like waves of an ocean

Old things are more beautiful
than many things brand new
Because they bring fond memories
of things we used to do.

Old things are more beautiful,

more precious day-by-day.

Because they are the flowers

we planted yesterday.

Taking a walk on memory lane
I have no fear.