These flowers wilted, like your love for me.
And I have this memory,
This memory of you
In my head,
As clear as a photograph.
An image od you holding my hand.
Forever on my mind.
I wish I never let you leave.
Watching you walk away, nearly killed me.
Blurred by poison,
my eyes can't see my mistakes.
When you left, my lungs gave up.
I'm a shell of what I used to be,
I'm a shell of what i used to be.
All I have is this memory of you.Еще Heart In Hand