There's a road, in some old town
I remember about having fun
I can hear a distant sound
Of that old river, where I lay down
Cross my heart, count to ten
Drawing circles around a past that never end
Lines, a wreckage on my face
From the memories that never fade away
If i could breathe, the deeper say
I tell the stories of how I cry
There's a child, that's on her knees
And they forgive me, from all she sees
Like a ghost, she'll disappear
Keep me questioning what part of it was real
Silent echo through mad days
From the memories that never fade a way
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, oh
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, oh
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
From the memories that never fade a way
From the memories