Do you remember when you said everything would turn out right?
I guess you and I had different points of view
I would have loved to see you smile when you told me things about your life
But memories can tear you apart
Now that you're gone, I would give anything to see you again
I have a great ability to use my imagination and give life to memories that bring me to frustration
Now that you're gone, I drown in pain, that's how much I miss you
Our present ephemeral
We know these stories always end and...
It's all the same I guess we all die prematurely
And I would die to see you again
Our present ephemeral
We know these stories always end the same
