Like Yesterday

Feels like yesterday We were sitting on your wooden porch We smoked your cigarettes And talked about life We admired all the tall trees And said how sweet it be Feels like yesterday We were walking through your open field An old familiar path That we have walked a hundred times before Holding on to our time Holding on to our time We would watch as the sun slowly set Painting the sky with colour If we could If we could have the land We'd dive in deep