days we used to be

his voice, reminds me of the song we sang
he fills the empty page inside my heart
i think he's the one, the very last part
i dance in joy as the call from him rang

i remember it, the time he says that
friday night, when he says he loves me too
take me to the place we used to go to
as he bows and took off his lovely hat

he then picks out some pretty red roses
he looks up and smiles, then says "i love you"
and right then i feel no longer in blue
as we walk together my face blushes

want to sit there with him as the stars shine
but when i look back, he's no longer mine