I looked into the mirror today
Looking for a trace....a trace in the face that stares back at me
A trace of that girl I used to be....where is she?
How fleeting are the hours, days and the years
Years that can't be halted, changes that can't be erased..
And there...in my own face, are lines of time and experience
Life stories...happy and the sad...I see them staring back at me
Part of me wants to grieve for that girl I was...Is she gone for good?
Oh, I do understand....
That I can't hang on to "then"..
To those days when summer seemed to have no end
But, then............ we met again.....
Our friendship born in childhood...we were so young, ...so carefree
You...with bright eyes, and brown hair that fell long
Around your high cheeks ...and that lovely smile!
You were the one who shined so brightly
Who's charm and laughter, and wisdom I had so admired
A girlhood where we danced together in sweet grass under sunny skies
And under nighttime stadium lights, to the music of the high school band
After years, that have taken us to separate worlds
In my mind, and in my dreams you have always been
The fair maiden, the one who held my hand
Two girls who made promises...who sat in the dark, under a summer sky
And talked of our "somedays", of our future, our hopes
By the light of the moon, we wished upon the stars
Now here you are again, and you bring this gift to me!
I can be that girl again....as we share the past today, ....I am "her", again!..
I can be that child, I can be fifteen, I can wear a crown, a teenaged queen...
And I can still dance to the sound of the drum, and the tuba,
I can sing football songs, and gossip about the boys,
and make fun of the stuck-up girls
and laugh about the teachers we didn't like,
and about the night of the prom, when I cried in your arms
I can hear Johnny Mathis singing "Misty", and his voice still makes me weep
I can hear "Canadian Sunset" as it lulls me off to sleep
Perhaps the stars have faded a bit...but beyond the weary miles
They still shine when I look into your eyes...my dear friend, from the past...
They will shine through the ages.........where our summers will always last....