Born of two; raised by four I guess I took it all for granted And only three remain
Even though you're wounded I know that you're still here I don't blame you You just can't face the change
We spend our golden years as living ghosts Caught in a constant state of purgatory We are only burdened by our memories Until the day they cease to exist And we follow shortly after
Although I wonder if at any time Our minds fell upon the same plane I know they did I just wish I had a chance to go back and appreciate it But we'll always have the winter And the snow that got you trapped behind the glass You may be only a shell of the man that you used to be But I love you just the same And I will until the day you're gone
I just never know if I'm communicating with you or the disease And even though I curse the idea of an afterlife I still hope you're taken care of You deserve to be at peace Please don't forget my face I won't forget to remember youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
