- cifra
I forgot something of younger days when there were no cares
Clouds appear lit that made me ask how their lives could have been spent
Carelessly wasting our days
Inquires of what is the way
With no reply
When you were young there's a lightness around you, the world turns
But when you take back all the things that you've earned you find nothing at all
Carelessly wasting our days
Inquires of what is the way
With no reply
Where did it go now
All that you thought was worth a fight
It's all but become just
A passing thought in spite
Don't let it go now
Our lives could be much more than this
Let go and find it
