There's a road, in some old town
I remember but haven't found
I can hear the distant sounds
Of that old river, where I lay down
Cross my heart and count to ten
Drawing circles around a past that never ends
Lines of wreckage on my face
From the memories that never fade away
If I could breathe a deeper sigh
I'd tell the stories of how I cry
There's a child who's on her knees
And begs forgiveness from all she sees
Like a ghost, she'll disappear
Keep me questioning what part of it was real
Silent echo through mad days
From the memories that never fade away
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, oh
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, oh
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
From the memories that never fade away
From the memories