Images

You look so different than when we first met
Stolen, you look shattered in a sense
So I close my eyes
We're taking memories from the past
Trading these images are meant to last
So I'll show you how
The wind beneath my fingertips
Of flashback to those midnight trips
A simple little memory
That always gets the best of me
So I'll keep all these thoughts all lost inside of my head
'Cause I've known for a saying we never should have been said
We're thinking back to the good old days
Holding on to what still remains
So I'll show you why
The colors is fading and the paint has chipped
On that old house where we once lived
So I won't let go
The wind beneath my fingertips
Of flashback to those midnight trips
A simple little memory
That always gets the best of me
So I'll keep all these thoughts all lost inside of my head
'Cause I've known for a saying we never should have been said
So we'll sit in silence
Straining our eyelids
Until they're reminded
What's buried behind them
So we'll sit in silence
Straining our eyelids
Until they're reminded
What's buried behind them
So we'll sit in silence
Straining our eyelids
Until they're reminded
What's buried behind them
They are all fragments
Of something we miss
So much more than just
Mental images
They are all fragments
Of something we miss
So much more than just
Mental images