In The Rear-View Mirror

I am not someone to look back And get stuck in the face of history's mirror History is full of reflecting surfaces No matter where you look You are going to see the joy in their faces And a cloud of sorrow will envelope your heart It is not easy to visit the house of history A lot of tears will be shed And a bag of good memories may be spilled It is a matter of meeting the dead, the lost and sometimes the rich Your childhood friends with their missing teeth photos Are now full of ego and riding high You are a world apart from your first love Your first kiss is a comedy of errors Your first step is full of uncertainty Your parents are only a flickering memory Their voice has long ceased to exist Only their Love has stayed Deep inside the heart Where only you can access them And be one with them In the everlasting unity Love is the reason I smile When I look in the rear-view mirror of my life