As years go by
I grow fonder to the silence
As if it is my friend
The silence lets me think
The silence lets me speak
As years go by
There becomes less things to think about
Because all of the memories fade,
Although i could remember when they were fresh
And i would just sit upon the thought
I don't remember why i was
Happy Or sad Or mad
Now i feel like an empty closet inside
No secrets to find
No stories to tell
Nothing to think about...
As years go by
My memory fades, but somewhere inside me i smile because
somewhere, deep down.. i remember
Even though.. right this moment i can't