"A site from the window"

I remember those days,
running in this field with my bare feet,
hiding behind that corner,
sitting and standing on that old table,
climbing that huge tree near our kitchen,
playing with the puppy that used to live.


I remember those days..
they seem so near,
yet they are miles away.
And each day that goes by
makes them so far away.
You want to go back,
but all you can do is to look back.