Jaded Memories
Finally, my inventions did pay,
Your music, often got air-play,
Life had been extremely good,
Even though day-by-day,
We often misunderstood,
Why the road was so arduously laden,
With the affairs our lives had undertaken.
Somehow, we weathered that turbulent storm,
Deceiving ourselves, this was the norm,
Now that the tempest has faded,
And our memories are considerably jaded,
Is there any possible way?
Our love could ever be reborn?
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