[Verse]
When you come too close
There's nothing left out to see
Or to lose, to fight, to smile, to cry
We gotta see
[Chorus]
The only way you go, I'm not here
Is a finer reminder that memory was here
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
When you come too close
There's nothing left out to see
Or to lose, to fight, to smile, to cry
We gotta see
[Chorus]
The only way you go, I'm not here
Is a finer reminder that memory was here