In search of family memories
I celebrate the day;
Now, growing up seems more like all
The games we used to play
Our breathless brand of hopefulness,
A type of slow ballet —
But like the sun that lit our backs
It all just fades
Away
In search of family memories
I celebrate the day;
Now, growing up seems more like all
The games we used to play
Our breathless brand of hopefulness,
A type of slow ballet —
But like the sun that lit our backs
It all just fades
Away