Sun-bleached paths where we once walked Stories that the old stones talked Now just echoes softly chalked Fading footprints, gently mocked by time that stalked The scent of lilac in the air A memory beyond compare A tender moment we could share Fading footprints, a silent prayer Look behind, the dust descends On laughter that forever ends But in our hearts, the feeling transcends Fading footprints, where our journey bends Hold me close, the years may fly In fading footprints beneath the sky A whisper of a distant song Where we once felt that we belonged Now just a feeling, sweet and strong Fading footprints, where we lingered long Look behind, the dust descends On laughter that forever ends But in our hearts, the feeling transcends Fading footprints, where our journey bends Hold me close, the years may fly In fading footprints beneath the sky Fading footprints Fading footprints Prints, prints, prints Years may fly Beneath the sky Sky, sky, sky
