Hold my hand

Hold my hand, and tell me it's okay. Where didn't the time go? Gone without a trace. I think about it a lot, so please, show grace. There was a moment where I was still a child. Playing at the park, oh, how we smiled. Does it bother you how the moments never stayed? The laughter and the holidays, why did they fade? Even now, I still look back. The moments make me cry. Now, I think it's time I say goodbye. So please, just hold my hand, and tell me it's okay.