Slow waves, warm sand
Your trace as a reminder
Coastal wind, soft hands
This day as a reminder
Floating clouds, endless sky
This place as a reminder
Long talk through quiet night
Your voice as a reminder
Pictures in my head that slowly fade away
Empty life in a quiet room
Light shimmers in the window frame
I saw it happen
Your voice inside my head, slowly fades away
Echoes from our past
Reflections glimmer in the window frame
I knew it would happen
