Dadadadadada Dadadadadada Dadadadadada dadadadada. (On memory's bliss of you). Dadadadadada Dadadadadada Dadadadadada (oh) dadadadada. . The candle plays the hour glass days go.
Memories. The love I left behind. I still think about it all the time. Nothing stays the same. Maybe I'm to blame. Oh I, I'd do it all again. . Through these eyes.