Remember
Remember sitting in our cozy little hideaway
You know babe; the place where we used to stay
That cute little restaurant down by the beach
And with loving grace across the table our hands would reach
Remember the rides on my bike that we used to take
You know babe; when we rode down by the lake
Talking, laughing and giggling and just having fun
Just snuggling up together and chasing the sun
Remember the amusement park where we used to play
You know babe; it still stands to this day
Those rides we would take oh how they made you laugh
Sometimes I hear your voice and it cuts me in half
I know your happy now with your family and friends
And I just dialed your number up with these sweaty hands
You know babe; not to tell you what to do
Just to say that I remember you
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