Sweet summer of 99'

As a sweet little boy when i dream at night,
I see clear- blue skies and a flying kite,
The world sweet again and the ocean green,
I realise i am no longer stupid seventeen,
In my dreams i still remain a child,
when realities a cm and i dream a mile,
comes back the innocence faded with years,
now am seven again and got no fears,
Looking back to the days under the Ibiza sun,
when i dribbled and scored gosh it was fun..!!,
it was autumn i remember it was Spain,
Now i regret the years i wasted in vain,
I never saw you since that windy day,
  strangely,t'was raining in the month of may,
always wishing you to be here with me,
but the doors are locked and ive lost the key,
but no worries dear,
Ive got memories to keep you alive,
suddenly i woke up and gosh it was morning and 'five',
wherever you are just know that i loved you,
you never said it but i know you did too....!!!!!