Our past comes rushing back 

With the rustle of the leaves.

Do you recall all the dreams we had?

All the love lost and memories

Do you remember our last words?

Can you recall the hopes we had to confide?

Does the autumn air bring it rushing back,

To those streets of our past

The streets we tread tonight.



Walking these childhood streets 

Searching unconsciously

My past the concrete  

That's following me

Still I scream for the past though

Its not coming back no,

There's no one to listen

To the cries of these streets



What have we done?

What is to become? 

Of all the things for which we lived

Their already gone

And it's amazing how we didn't realize

Just how special were those simple times

Those days have come and gone yet still we hold on



Walking these childhood streets 

Searching unconsciously

My past the concrete  

That's following me

Still I scream for the past though

Its not coming back no,

There's no one to listen

To the cries of these streets



Walk slow I don't want to forget this

Fall breeze, fills me with recollections

Our lives, true friends, an old relationship

I thought it was lost but I know that it's still inside



My one 

True love

Was here

My past



Leave me here I'll be fine tomorrow

One more breath of the air tonight

Just one more breath and I'll remember

Trust found beneath this same night sky



We left these things so far behind

And we were so young

Sadly I know that it's all behind me

Just like the streets we've walked



…The streets of our past…