Borgette’s first “post “from February 11, 2003. She was seven or eight at the time
I was walking
down a road
But what I saw
I can’t repeat
(Can’t repeat)
For what I saw
You could see
But what I saw
I can’t repeat
(Can’t repeat)
Down by the river
Where the flowers run free
The roses and the marigolds
Speak to me
But what they say
I can’t repeat
(Can’t repeat)
(Can’t repeat)
Tomorrow, she’s graduating from college.
Where in the hell did the time go?