Still remember the epic night of January the 10th
I think I never forget the night
Much drinking, and much fun
My good old times
I just cannot believe that you are not in our physical world
Where'd you go?
I wanna have a drink with you
We promised, remember?
We gotta party some time soon
Right?
I wonder
when the 'some time soon' comes.
As time goes by
I don't feel empty everyday
Because I know it's useless
No matter how hard I cry
He will never come back to us
He just stays in our mind
Yet sometimes
I find some fractions of the good old days
When we still had you next to us
I miss you, brotha.
PR