Memories in dust

In cold dark room with cracked leather chairs where dust lies thick on memories old in school days then I dreamed not that your face could I ever forget our days were filled with dreams of what someday we would build someday we would have we were so young we thought we knew what the world was what we would become by day we did study and by night we did dance so bright was our laughter so happy were we your name I remember your face fades away as I turned through the pages looking for you our dreams never happened our laughter faded away in dreams I halve to remember what we once thought would be alone in the nighttime in dim chilled air I try to remember what we thought once would be