blank stares are souvenirs in time the memories of families send others by your side when the words are gone will quiet be a friend I'm comfortable with silence in the end
young ones will age just like the rest and smiles will be the greatest signs of happiness but why do I forget that I'm still young why do I forget that I'm still young
what do you dream when you fall asleep after fifty years is she the one that you greet do you dream that you are young is she still the one that you love
when words are gone will silence be a friend will you be comfortable with silence in the end will you sing