Passing Love

I met her briefly though it seems
Now she is just a fading dream
I wish I could, meet her once again

I guess it wasn't meant to be
To join together perm-anent-ly
I'd still be happy, to be her friend

But the world is a very big place
People move and don't leave a trace
Years fly by like dust in the wind

Could she had loved me, I don't know
I should have let my feeling show
But, I was to afraid of the fall

But the world is a very big place 
People move and don't leave a trace 
Years fly by like dust in the wind 

As time moves on eternally
I'll recall that distance memory 
Of that time, that I held the wind
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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