These years

Been walking this park the last fifteen years,
captured the moments in the
photos,
they remind me of you and these years.

These are the times that
make the hairs stand up on the back of my neck,
From this bridge to these
swings to your lips is where my heart is at,

Now i'm back in your arms
again,
As the summer nights that end,
I have nothing better to say than 'i
miss you'.

As the lens on the camera spins and the seconds fade away,
i
surround my house with all the photos I look back on all the days,
Now you're

lying awake and you're thinking the same..
Each moment is a part of my life I
just wish you were in them

These are the times that make the hairs stand up
on the back of my neck,
From this bridge to these swings to your lips is
where my heart is at,

Now i'm back in your arms again,
As the summer nights
that end,
I have nothing better to say than 'i miss you'.