Eyes wake up to orange pinkish light
Dew in the skin
Dew in them
Leftovers from yesterday's day
And its cold night

You remember the warmth
You remember the voices
And the hands that guided
That just stayed
And then dissolved
in time.

That old song played on the radio today
didn't know what to do
Cry or dance?
Remember, forget
or just go on.

Memories of a love
that never existed
outside our minds
outside our hearts.

Memories of a dream
now ashes
so sweet
only, so sweet.