I've spent moments searching my mind
For the days of forgotten time.
Looking back in memories of my life,
Searching the years of struggle and strife.
As we grow older we think of yesterday.
Did we do the right things in every way?
Or were the years wasted in vain...
And the laughter our only gain?
Many days of foolish youth gone by,
Should I sit here and wonder why?
Perhaps to remember without regret,
Only the good should I dare to reflect?
Then I think, time is not only the past.
There are the days ahead, make them last.
Then the moments of now are not very far.
Wherever you go, that's where you are.
