Skylarking

A sunny blustery day
As Autumn is Fall is Woe
It's my recollection
Of all the things we were
I loved the things that we did
Loved the things we said we'd do
You and I and all the grand times...

You ought to know all too well
The way we laughed
The way we cried
And smiled through the years

We seldom knew who we were
But we wanted to be everything
It's in our wayward ways
That set us apart from everyone else...

You ought to know all too well
The way we wept and said goodbye