I can't forget the faces
 I can't forget the sounds
 I can't forget, can't get the fever down
 I guess imagination 
 it makes [bad word] around
 whenever lightning strikes
 and thunder sounds

 We shared nothing
 but storm, but wind
 one rainswept moment
 stuck within

 Day by day
 I walk the distance alone
 walk the distance alone
 Day by day
 I fight the fever alone
 fight the fever alone

 I can't forget the shaking
 your hands over my own 
 both hot with fever
 to our very bones
 I do regret the feeling
 that we will never know
 what might have happened
 had we not let go

 Day by day
 I walk the distance alone
 walk the distance alone
 Day by day
 I fight the fever alone
 fight the fever alone

 I can't forget the faces
 I can't forget the sounds

 Day by day....