I’d sat on curbs Watching bikes rolling down the streets Children were running on sidewalks Lovers were holding hands gently strolling around I’d chatted in a teahouse Playing cards with friends Listening to others’ old jokes Boiled water got poured once and once again into my cup I’d walked with my young love In color painted sunsets In forever dreamy moonlights Cool breeze gently blowing my hair No worries ever bothered me That was a time When I was young
