Light a candle lay flowers at the door
for those you left behind and the one's who've gone before.
Here it comes now sure as silence follows rain
the taste of you upon my lips the fingers in my brain.
And be gentle as it kills me where I lay
Who am I to resist? Who are you to fail?
(refrão)
Got to get you out of my mind
but I can't escape from the feeling.
As I try to leave the memory behind
without you what's left to believe in.
It could be so sorry for the way it had to go
but now I feel your presense in a way I could not know.
(refrão)