Memories

Memories are made out of time,
time is made out of need,
what I need is made out of you,
but you aren't here.

Where did time take you?
Why can't I find you?
Why are you hiding?
I miss you.

Who you used to be,
is who I want to see.
The half I'm missing,
the soul I fell in love with.

What happened to our history?
What happened to you and me?
What will happen when you're gone?
I guess now I know.

If we are no longer,
I want to be stronger.
If you will be gone...
well... you are.

When I open my eyes,
a memory is all I see.
The story we used to be,
the memory of you and me.

Memories...