the [bad word] is what we deny

a part of us remains,
where ever we have been
and tears will be shed

let your eyes be mine
a time lapse
through a cold wintersnight [bad word] without a star

the sundown wount break the silence
i'll be left in darkness
i'm on my own again

moments, just a fading memory
of what i held
losing myself in it

tears will be shed

there is always an end to it
you are different
the path you walk has no end

each step you take is paved with memories,
never trail away

further your soul will live in my heart
only who's forgotten is dead