You may call it day of the dead
But what’s not is the thoughts
In my head
No no no
They are very much alive
Everytime I remember
Every ride in the fair
The look on your face
When you played with my hair
It’s all there
In my head
I remember you everyday
So you’re not dead to me
You see
I believe that miracles can happen
And one day you’ll speak to me again
Because I always thought
We could at least be friends
But now we each got stuck
With someone who won’t let us
Be the flame we once were
What a shame
Because didn’t we light up the night
Stars were never as bright
As we were
Ideas bouncing off the walls
We’d catch every single one
Before they fall
But now I seem to be the only one
Pursuing her dreams
Well at least that’s how it seems.
And if I’m alone on my walk
I hope you get to at least see me
Strut my stuff
Do you remember too?
Or am I just forgotten to you
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