Author: Calvin L. Williams Copyright 2000 Paintings Picture this you and me walking down on white sand beach. We're holding hands, feel the warm winds blow. We're all alone. All this dreams are fantasies, they're not real, not reality. The picture of the way it was long ago somewhere back in time. Just as paintings in my mind. Fade memories, of another place and time. We were happy as can be, you were loving me and now it's just an image that I find like the paintings in my mind.