WHERE AM I, WALKING DOWN the healing memories
Hatefully bright, are the day and our memories
This warm sunlight and I,
The me who is yearning for brilliant you
On days as beautiful as this,
The beautiful streets are full of your beauty
On days as beautiful as this
Your beautiful self, seems to come back to life
In streets that are full of people, all alone
While taking in the view, I just kept walking
Because within that crowd, we were together
On days as beautiful as this,
The beautiful streets are full of your beauty
On days as beautiful as this,
Your beautiful self, comes more to mind
Because from that faraway place,
I feel you might come back
Back to the me who is always waiting
I wonder if you will tell me one day,
That you were waiting for me too
On a day as beautiful as this,
The beautiful streets, I alone am walking alone
 On a day as beautiful as this,
Might beautiful you, be remembering me too?
Meeting you, I laughed
Sending you away, I cried
Like the times we spent in those streets
Listening, with you,
To that beautiful song
Now, is it all a memor