Rolling through the moments, with you, and without you.
The day’s go by, slow, and fast.
With tires, and without.
The moments role away so fast.
Laughing moments come and go.
The good, the bad, the worst, the great.
Moments are still rolling fastly away,
Only can I make it through the day, we say, still as the moments role away.
We wish the moments would stay, while we let them slip away.
While the moments come and go, among our day, we’re still rolling through the moments of our day.
2-21-2011 Brassie ❤