let it lay down on my bed
had to become one with my dreams
as it is this already starting to be

the boy that you loved
is the man that you miss

the chime of my old favorite songs
brings pain to my body
tears to my eyes
here i am  in the wake of our music.

There are some songs I can't play anymore.
They remind me of desire.
Not just for you, but for us of course,
nothing selfish
just the usual  lust  
confused for love

its not whats left