Miss Those Times

Let me sing a song for you while i play my guitar
It started in m y street we used to hang out all the time
But nowadays my street is empty no one playing games
I kind of liked it tough let me tell you about them frames
She was about one sixty with a smile on her face
Eyes so mysterious it took me someplace

Cause i miss those times

Later in relationship we turned up the heat
But the Winter came so it was bittersweet
Thinking those days when it was easy
We rode together and felt that the wind was breezy
She had long brown hair and also smelled like a dream
Should i talk to her and bring up the steam

Cause i miss those times



Credits
Writer(s): Markus Cindahl
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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