• You sit silently, the faint sound of your breathing
    Your eyes are clear on the outside, but no inner thought
    Just a distant look that freezes my heart

    I stare at my father as you stare at the ceiling
    Wondering when you'll remember him or me
    How could age steal your memories

    Do you remember your life as a young man?
    Or do you remember your lovers and children?
    Do you recall when you had recognition of your self?

    It hurts me that you can't find your mind
    And so does the fact that you don't remember me
    But what stings more than anything

    Is that I never got to know the real you