I'm sitting here,
listening
to music
that reminds me
of you,
and of how I felt,
wanting you,
and loving you.
I remember the pain,
the sweetness,
all those fantasies
I made up in my mind,
that didn't come true.
I remember you,
I remember you,
my first love...
no one else.
I listened to this music,
when I loved you,
so many times have I
played this music,
to feel the pain
in my heart.
Now, it has all passed,
you are but a mere memory,
but when I listen,
when I stay still
for a moment,
I remember you...
my first love.
It all comes back to me,
whenever
I listen to this...
no one will take your place,
as my first love.
