Do you remember when you said everything would turn out right? I guess you and I had different points of view I would have loved to see you smile when you told me things about your life But memories can tear you apart Now that you're gone, I would give anything to see you again I have a great ability to use my imagination and give life to memories that bring me to frustration Now that you're gone, I drown in pain, that's how much I miss you Our present ephemeral We know these stories always end and... It's all the same I guess we all die prematurely And I would die to see you again Our present ephemeral We know these stories always end the same