All I have left is fragment visions of the time we shared
nobody waits for me anymore
nobody has any memory I used to exist
and if they did it wouldn't be of the person I am
pacing up and down the lane
my feelings buried under the pavement
sprouting flowers from my sadness
I let my imagination overcome the memories
forcing it into the perception I want it to be
sculpting you into the man I wish you were
I should've known addiction is tricky
your gone and I fear I'll never be happy
all I hold now is these half-alive memories
I keep on replay
maybe one day it won't be a fantasy, I'll be healthy