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One day when I was twenty years of age
Hand in hand we walked along the bridge edge
Five coins resting in your worn pouch cage
We split one bowl of noodles on that day
You said all our love fades and turns astray
You had no spare cash to spend on that day
Thank you for staying with me through those days
Don’t let empty lies steal your heart away
No photo of you left to survey
I can’t recall your facial outline late
Time wears away our sweet old yesterdays
Quiet grief stays it never fades away
One day when I was thirty years of age
I passed that old street with another’s hand
I craved that warm bowl of noodle taste
He told me he had no spare change at hand
I stared around the scene looked just the same
But the old warmth had long gone and vanished
Time slowly erases every old name
Soft sorrow hides where our memories remained
No photo of you left to survey
I can’t recall your facial outline late
Time wears away our sweet old yesterdays
Quiet grief stays it never fades away
One day when I was eighty years of age
I wonder if I can see your face again
All those old moments locked inside my brain
The simple love we had will still remain
No photo left for me to look and trace
All of our old days slowly slip away
I still hold the memory in my vein
Though every trace of you begins to fade
No photo of you left to survey
I can’t recall your facial outline late
Time wears away our sweet old yesterdays
Quiet grief stays it never fades away
No photo of you left to survey
