summer has flown
but solitude remains
and the summer was all I once had.
the birds, they don't sing
and the words, they don't mean
but my sorrow is here to be seen
forget my heart
never feel my life
leave ourselves to be free
the fire has been quenched
the rains pelt and moan
and the storm never turns to drought
it is scorching in vain
trying to regain it's flame
but the sun has been blocked out.
leave memories behind
forget all this life
freeze ourselves in time.
innocent melodies
keep making sorcery in my ears
blatent herecies
continue making mockery of my tears.
the years
I refuse to forget your heart
(forget me)
I will never stop feeling you here
(I don't remember, I don't)
I will always keep myself open for you.
(so neither should you)
winter has grown
solitude won't refrain
and the winter is all that I have.
the nettles they don't sting
these feelings were forseen
but my sorrow still washes this land clean.
summer has flown
but solitude remains
and that summer is all I still have.