When nothing held us back

Sometimes when you touch me,

I remember the good old days.

The days with sun and sand and sea,

When nothing held us back,

And we were Free.

 

Sometimes when I cry,

I remember smiles gone by.

The smiles of happiness and glee,

When nothing held us back,

And we were Free.

 

Sometimes when you hurt me,

I remember your gentle kiss.

The opposite of this.

When nothing held us back,

And we were Free.