All I have is memories; I can’t recall the last words you said
And though your face stares back at me from the album under my bed
No longer can I hear your laughter, so soft, so warm and sweet
Or the way your hair glowed cherry red in the sunny summer heat

I’m stuck in my memories
Admitting your soul isn’t mine to keep
Thinking about what we had that could’ve been
And what now cannot be
I’m stuck in my memories
Admitting your soul isn’t mine to keep
Thinking about what we had that could’ve been
And what now cannot be

Each night a cruel reminder
That my lonely heart can no longer find you
And if your loss doesn’t quite destroy me
Missing you will; it’s guaranteed

In the liquid midnight my heart will finally rest
So I can finally listen for your sighs against my chest
But if I don’t hear you, my dear, I will do everything in my power
If not to bring you back again, then to join you in your tower

I’m stuck in my memories
Admitting your soul isn’t mine to keep
Thinking about what we had that could’ve been
And what now cannot be
I’m stuck in my memories
Admitting your soul isn’t mine to keep
Thinking about what we had that could’ve been
And what now cannot be