Someday many years from now, we'll sit beside the old playground. Holding tight the time, playing the old guitar. Exchanging tales about our past and laughing as the memories flow. And when that distant day arrives, I know it will be understood. That friendship is the key to live and we were friends and it was good.
we sing out loud, inspiration is enough to give expression to the tone in singing, especially when the song is without words.
"Life brings simple pleasures to us every day. It is up to us to make them wonderful memories."