Yearn Video (MV)

In the whispers of days gone by,
I find myself beneath the sky.
Echoes of laughter in the breeze,
Memories dance among the trees.

Longing for the past, a tender refrain,
Where memories linger like gentle rain.
In the symphony of time, a heart's soft cry,
In the embrace of yesterday, I yearn to lie.

Faded pictures tell tales so dear,
Of moments shared, of love sincere.
Each frame holds a story untold,
In the tapestry of memories, I long to hold.

Longing for the past, a tender refrain,
Where memories linger like gentle rain.
In the symphony of time, a heart's soft cry,
In the embrace of yesterday, I yearn to lie.

Oh, to grasp those days of old,
Where innocence shone like burnished gold.
Summer's scent, a sweet embrace,
Oh, to return to that sacred place.

Yet in this longing, there's solace found,
For in memories, eternity's bound.
Though time may pass, and dreams may fly,
In the heart's sanctuary, the past will never die