I get this feeling every year, the first days of
winter
Pull out that box of souvenirs, to read your old
letters
In that stack of memories, found a note you left for
me
It almost feels like you're still here
I hear your voice in every
word
You told me to
remember
Take each day and make it last
Cause you turn around and the future is the past
Here and now is all we have
The beginning and the end mean so little
What matters most is what's in the
middle
Makes me smile when I look back to
every summer
You forget your birthday and just laugh; say it's just a
number
But Sunday afternoons, they meant so much to you
The simple things were golden, you found beauty in every
moment
Take each day and make it last
Cause you turn around and the future is the past
Here and now is all we have
The beginning and the end mean so little
What matters most is what's in the
middle
The day you're born is just a
start
Your last breath is a question mark
The story of your life is in the
in-between
Take each day and make it last
Cause you turn around and the future is the past
Here and now is all we have
Take each day and make it
last
Cause you turn around and the future is the past
Here and now is all we have
The beginning and the end mean so little
What matters most is what's in the middle
What's in the middle
-Lauren Alaina
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misslaughes · 1 decade ago
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The Middle