Sometimes on these special days I think back and I remember those special days when you and I were in love.

Sometimes on these special days I think back and I remember you in this chair sitting there in your living room and we talk about everything and nothing and we are and we see and we love.

Sometimes on these special days I think back and I remember your face when you were sitting there before me on this summer day you wore a white shirt you were so beautiful what a special day.

Sometimes on these special days I think back and I remember the fragrance of roses the day is light it’s good to live there is peace intimacy when you ask me to play a song those special days.

Where have they gone I look around and I see God is good he´s alive has reached my heart and the days are light.

But still I miss you where have you gone I’ve  lost my best friend one moment and my heart was fragment I cry out to understand what a special pain.

Sometimes on these special days I think back and I find I miss you still in love how can that be secrets of my soul special days a special life.