Times goes by in "the road I've been"

When I saw you...

I was afraid to talk to you

when I talked to you...

I was afraid to hold you

when I hold you...

I was afraid to love you

Now that I love you...

I'm afraid to lose you

yesterday is history...

tomorrow is mystery

and today is a gift

that's why it's called present

sometimes love hurt

then it isn't love

hold on the person you love

before they slip away

or else you can never get her back

from some moment in my life

in the night of rememberences

and lost memories...

was found in the silent of...

" the road I've been"