If I could take away the memories
Of all the things I used to be
The price we pay for all the miles apart
An emptiness inside our heart
And I wait for love
But it's not enough
Too many words unspoken
The comfort fades
The silence breaks me down
A tragic type of sound penetrates my mind
I can't escape the killing time
And in my dream I saw you standing there
Your face a ghost, an empty stare
I never meant to shut you out of my life
Confused, I was a broken child
And I wait for love
But it never comes
Too many words unspoken
The comfort fades
The silence weighs upon
A tragic type of calm that invades our lives
We can't escape the killing time
Artist: Marika Hackman
Artist: Cakra Khan
Artist: Ben Lee