Looking into your eyes,
The first thing I learned to do.
They reminded me of the skies,
A clear, beautiful blue.
But now I can't remember.
When they used to be that way.
For now this late September,
The skies have turned to gray.
Ah, now a somber storm
Awakened since you've been gone.
What I'd give for you to return
And tell me what I've done wrong?
Well I guess you're forever gone
And so are the memories we made.
Will the sun ever return?
Or will you let them fade?
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