I try to understand why such dreams recur
why do we hold such memories-
is it worth it to keep things that only now belong to us alone?
I try to understand why such dreams recur
why my hair was the exact red I have now-
am I the only one still hanging on?
I try to understand why such dreams recur
why the landscape was so beautiful
the scenes adorned with pastel shades
only to know that
we're just not meant to be?
Yes I know
things werent meant to be
I dont blame the heavens for things as they are
But I really try to understand
why do you still live on in my heart?
Why do you still live on in my heart?
Why?
I try to understand why you keep coming back
a disturbing leitmotif that haunts from behind-
can I ever live without you on my mind?
I try to understand why such dreams recur
why my hair reflected the redness of my heart-
am I the only one suffering?
I try to understand
why does it have to be you?
Yes I know
things werent meant to be
I dont blame the heavens for things as they are
But I really try to understand
why do you still live on in my heart?
Why do you still live on in my heart?
Why?
Oh why, why, why...
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