Everyday something to haunt me
…a memory…a feeling… a touch
new days just melt into sorrow
and my thoughts… every thought too much.
Cause all I remember… still with me
and I still feel always the same
I long for your touch each sunset
when the silence still echoes your name.
I live but everyday I'm dieing
as I remember my feelings… your touch
everyday my thoughts always racing
but still crying inside… so much.
I have fought hard to try and forget you
I have been where no one should go
always loving you day after long day
and everyday just another day… to slow.
I know that never I'll see you
for to see you would break my poor heart
It is better to live and be haunted…
than everyday be torn apart!
