The Sound of Silence

Remember those days,
when all we did was relax,
sitting on the deck,
iced tea in one hand.
Conversation would flow,
and the day would go by
like american honey.
I so wanted to escape those summer days.

But one day,
when those days slip away,
you miss the sweetness,
those american honey days.
I wish I could have those days back,
now it seems everything's moving
at lightning speed.
Those slow, lazy days
the ones I enjoyed
appreciated.

I got out of there
as fast as I could
when I got the chance...
and at the time I didn't miss it,
sadly,
I'm no longer a kid anymore
but a woman.
And I can't help but to think back
on those american honey days.