I walk these cold streets These streets I've walked with you What's left is a memory Of dirty alleys and a dismal view Somehow it looks so different From the
road I've walked before It's just how I remember Except you're not with me anymore I struggle to see the stars Through the billowing clouds of haze You gave the stars their fire The same way you set my heart ablaze It seems like only minutes Since your candle's been blown out Leaving me in wanting And now I must live on without Without you I still see you Locking me in your embrace Always the romantic one With a tragically handsome face Now I'm left in wonder Marveling at love and life and death How life ends so quickly But love continues without a breath What is left; I bring along A memory of love without a frame It's just a jaded portrait Of a tender face without a name
