We don’t need to talk
We don’t need to touch...

Moving right through life
Just like a cold breathe...

I am maybe clever
I am maybe pretty...

Holding your memory close
Your details in character and life...

I miss you my dear
Though I can count the days...

I need you to know
That I will stay...

I still have my dreams
In this world...

Who do you think
Gave you the right...

Everything is going so fast
That I sometimes can’t follow...

Life through stages
Worlds in cycles...

A living love story
A great memory...

In another time and space
Where the time can not be defined...