As the roses turned to black
so winter came on time
the cold it seemed to bother
not under silent skies
there times we fell so forgotten;
memory: erased.
Beware not to sink into the waters of lethe

And I know
And I know
And I know
that it's not me.
And I know
And I know
And I know
that it's not you...

drowned by the waves that felt so real
is this the way I'm supposed to feel

Those were the silent days,
the time we couldn't speak.
Somehow we collided and I couldn't see,
the beauty.. the beauty that was you and me.
I broke the picture and now it's gone forever.

And I know
And I know
And I know
that it's not me.
And I know
And I know
And I know
that it's not you...

drowned by the waves that felt so real
is this the way I'm supposed to feel

is it meaningless to try,
is it meaningless to try this time,
is it meaningless to try.

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