Do you remember the times,

When we held hands and walked along

Fearing our friends would hear the chimes,

Of our hearts beating to one love song.

 

Do you remember, babe, when you would complain,

About me being so rude telling goodbye?

You said that your heart would pain,

But I would never tell a lie.

 

Do you remember the days back then,

When we met at night behind closed doors?

The time would always exceed ten,

And we fell in love – almost in Morse!

 

I remember every second with you,

I remember every day of this cold November.

I remember the way you’re so true,

But babe, do you remember?

Published by Adarsha Kharel