The city we called home -- [bad word] 
I've waited all this time for you, my dear 
In my hands
forget-me-not

Light my fire and burn my tears
Let my body finally fade away 
My story will live on in the Earth
And I will wrap myself inside of it roots

When the seasons change I'll awaken 
For all winter I'll have been waiting 
The forget-me-not flower has bloomed again
Right here 

I remember
Do you remember me? 
Can you recall the day you met me? 
I remember
Do you remember me? 
Say once more that you love me