memories ringing
Drip, drip, my hidden memories slip and fall from my eyes and hit the back of my handsSoftly, I close my eyes but the memories grow clear, your name, your face
I hold the silent phone and I enter the numbers as my fingers remember it
The memories are ringingMy heart is cryingThe last minute and the last second of wanting to hold onto you makes me cry
I’m sorry that it’s me, I’m sorry that I’m too lateI didn’t know back then – you were so hurtWords that I can’t organize in my head, words I couldn’t sayI hold onto them and call you
The memories are ringingMy heart is cryingThe last minute and the last second of wanting to hold onto you makes me cry
Hurry and pick up, no, don’t pick up – my heart is mixed upI try to bite down with my tears flowing but in the end, I put you down
Love flows, drip, dripMy heart flows, drip, dripThe one thing I spit out with tears through the receiver is, I loved you
Tears flow, drip, drip