Before you turn into memories

I bid farewell

When time, we had never enough

A cold wind blows through this room

Where you always teased me of my innocent

The fact that you return here....is an illusion

On the road home which we always took

If you turn at that corner, see? Both of our memories are now

Becoming faded and falling apart

How I wish I could enter them...but it's an illusion

Before you turn into memories

I should have told you that I love you more

Instead of having you become part of my memories, I'm sure..

I would rather we had never met

How many seasons do I go through

How many people do I passes by

Will they dissolve too as time passes by?

Before you turn into memories

I should have told you that I love you more

Instead of having you become part of my memories, I'm sure..

"I would rather we had never met"

...Who am I kidding, I'll never be able to say that!

You mean so much to me

Now they're starting to pile up

Memories of you...

I wanted to tell you all about them, a lot more about them..