She walks through the door
And shuts it behind...

Sometimes love will set the scene
For this moment not to pass...

I will remember you by colours
Because all else causes me pain...

I've counted the weeks, days and hours
And scribed them into my heart...

There is no promise, that love will not fade
When you think of how, it's failed in the past...

The morning fresh air
Is cool on my skin...

Do you ever visit, places in your past?
Exploring your journey, becoming so vast...

My love is like a Dandelion
Letting go of all its seeds...

Can you forgive, if in love you were hurt
When they promise, it was just a mistake...

When I can't think of words
Of what I would say...

Do you remember when, we'd lay on the grass
With nothing to do, but let the time pass...

We met in the summer
On a night that was still...