growing older
Troding down the alleyway
The speckles of sunshine falling on me
Standing on the rickety bridge
I got the reflections of younger me
How energetic and agile I was
The mischievous me, the curious me
How I never would feel like an empty husk
When...
The speckles of sunshine falling on me
Standing on the rickety bridge
I got the reflections of younger me
How energetic and agile I was
The mischievous me, the curious me
How I never would feel like an empty husk
When...