Found it tucked inside a drawer today
A little picture, hidden away
Colors faded, edges worn and thin
Remembering where we had been
In this faded polaroid so old
A story captured, brave and bold
Smiling faces from the past appear
Holding moments we held so dear
Maybe awkward, but the feelings true
Everything felt shiny, fresh and new
The air, the laughter, can almost taste
Time we spent, we couldn't waste
In this faded polaroid so old
A story captured, brave and bold
Smiling faces from the past appear
Holding moments we held so dear
Time moves on, and things rearrange
But in the photo, nothing seems to change
Still the same, forever caught
Like that day... a fleeting thought...
Fading softly... what time brought...
A little picture, hidden away
Colors faded, edges worn and thin
Remembering where we had been
In this faded polaroid so old
A story captured, brave and bold
Smiling faces from the past appear
Holding moments we held so dear
Maybe awkward, but the feelings true
Everything felt shiny, fresh and new
The air, the laughter, can almost taste
Time we spent, we couldn't waste
In this faded polaroid so old
A story captured, brave and bold
Smiling faces from the past appear
Holding moments we held so dear
Time moves on, and things rearrange
But in the photo, nothing seems to change
Still the same, forever caught
Like that day... a fleeting thought...
Fading softly... what time brought...