The memories of the yore haunt me each day

As I yearn to travel back in time grappling to weave

Some soothing reminiscences, which in dreams deceive

The memories of the yore haunt me each day

As I yearn to travel back in time grappling to weave

Those moments of happiness I wish I could steal

Bringing them back with me to conceal and reveal

As I yearn to travel back in time grappling to weave

Those moments of happiness I wish I could steal

I’d do anything to get back those days of delight

Zesty days of fun and those angelic starry nights

Those moments of happiness I wish I could steal

I’d do anything to get back those days of delight

The rainbowed sky and the breeze that fragrance spread

The dew drops that shone over the lacy cobweb threads!

I’d do anything to get back those days of delight

The memories of the yore haunt me each day

As I yearn to travel back in time grappling to weave

Some soothing reminiscences, which in dreams deceive

The memories of the yore haunt me each day