Images
You look so different than when we first met
Stolen, you look shattered in a sense
So I close my eyes

We're taking memories from the past
Trading these images are meant to last
So I'll show you how

The wind beneath my fingertips
Of flashback to those midnight trips
A simple little memory
That always gets the best of me
So I'll keep all those thoughts
All lost inside of my head
'Cause I've known for saying
What never should have been said

We're thinking back to the good old days
Holding on to what still remains
Oh, I'll show you why
The colors faded and the paint has chipped
On that old house where we once lived
So I won't let go

The wind beneath my fingertips
Of flashback to those midnight trips
A simple little memory
That always gets the best of me
So I'll keep all these thoughts
All lost inside of my head
'Cause I've known for saying
What never should have been said

So we'll sit in silence
Straining our eyelids
Until they're reminded
What's buried behind it

So we'll sit in silence
Straining our eyelids
Until they're reminded
What's buried behind it

So we'll sit in silence
Straining our eyelids
Until they're reminded
What's buried behind it
They are all fragments
Of something we miss
So much more than just
mental images

They are all fragments
Of something we miss
So much more than just
mental images