Those days have gone
When I used to go to high school
Those were cold and raining days
When I used to be afraid
Seeing my stepfathers face
For points in the class I got this old sweater
Participating
Saving me of the cruel weather
And on these years i remember that
My dad come to me and left me
When I was a teenager
And before when I was a baby

Sacramento is my new home
Where my soul is soft and comfortable
Those days have gone
When I used to believe to every fake love in my way
Thanks God
Those days have gone.
-Jonatan Vega