I am scared of the day
I don't remember much
about you anymore
I think the day is coming...
getting closer each minutes...

when I woke up this morning
your face was blurry
your voice an echo
I remembered something else
I was doing something different...
I didn't call your name...

I am scared if that day is today...
Weird I don't miss your arms
when I am lying on that sofa
watching our favourite show...

if things should fall apart
between you and me...
I hope I will lose my memory
I won't feel the pain...