Deep in my memory I lost someone, Adrift in the same sea. Now only in dreams I can see your star in the sky. Only inside speaks. Deep in my memory I found someone, In rooms I had buried. And I destroyed what remained in the fires of envy. I'm sorry, I should have been there for you. I was supposed to be, but at war with myself in another room. You and I slipped away And that pain is there everyday . What about the the things we didn't say? Empathy, it was there for you and me. And I could see what you mean, when we share the same dream. What about the things you didn't say, the things we didn't say blown away?