The thoughts that stay inside me,
I wish to leave them behind,
My brain remembering everything,
The dreams that keep me blind.
The fear for being alone,
I walk these empty streets back home,
I want to remember, but still;
All of my memories keep me ill.
To fight back the dark, to return to light,
Changing my memories from black to white,
But the road so empty and gone,
I walk these dark roads all alone.
You made me believe there is a heaven above,
You made me smile and see the snow,
You gave me everything, my love,
But sometimes on another road I want to remember,
But still;
All of my memories keep me ill.
