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If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change



Every memory of looking out the back door

I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor

It's hard to say it, time to say it

Goodbye, goodbye


Every memory of walking out the front door

I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for

It's hard to say it, time to say it

Goodbye, goodbye



Look at this photograph

Everytime I do it makes me laugh