Can you remember when we used to cry. But never in distress. Or can you picture. When we used to pride ourselves on neatness. Cause I can’t understand what you mean to me. You made me wild and then you tied my hands. Can you remember when we used to laugh. ‘Bout those mistakes we’d made. Or can you picture then. How we used to drive. And never reach the end. But since you went away. It made me find. I had nothing to say