These streets I've walked with you
What's left is a memory
Of dirty alleys and a dismal view
Somehow it looks so different
From the road I've walked before
It's just how I remember
Except you're not with me anymore
I struggle to see the stars
Through the billowing clouds of haze
You gave the stars their fire
The same way you set my heart ablaze
It seems like only minutes
Since your candle's been blown out
Leaving me in wanting
And now I must live on without
Without you I still see you
Locking me in your embrace
Always the romantic one
With a tragically handsome face
Now I'm left in wonder
Marveling at love and life and death
How life ends so quickly
But love continues without a breath
What is left; I bring along
A memory of love without a frame
It's just a jaded portrait
Of a tender face without a name
