The Playground is Gone

The playground is gone.
I was there
yesterday
and it's been so long
since I was there
where we played

Oh. Where are you
My old friend?
Where are you?
Oh. I think of you
now and then
Where are you?

I sat where we sat
and I saw you there
all alone
I laughed at our laughs.
and the talks that we shared
walking home.

Oh. Where are you
My old friend?
Where are you?
Oh. I think of you
now and then
Where are you?

I've got a picture of you
and notes that we wrote.
way back when
And I still think of you
as my first crush and hope
my 'girlfriend'.

Oh. Where are you
My old friend?
Where are you?
Oh. I think of you
now and then
Where are you?

Now you're the first thought
when I think of those days.
with starry eyes
And I wonder by chance,
if we'll meet in our ways
again in our lives.

Oh. Where are you
My old friend?
Where are you?
Oh. I think of you
now and then
Where are you?

Now you have your life
and far away
I have my own.
The years have passed by
the place where we played
And the Playground is gone.

Every One But Mine

The worst thing that could happen is what you least expect
to happen to what you most take for granted.
The number of my years reminds me of who I am and what I could have had
but never was and never what I wanted.

Somewhere out there are the pieces of me
washed away by the tide.
And in some small way or faint memory
I am a part of many other lives.

Every one but mine.