In the surreal silence of the tomb,
You seal my lips with a kiss

Like the ripple of the fountain yonder
I hear the tunes of my heart

It aches to have it forever
I wish the time froze there

Sitting on the bench
We hear the birds chirp

A prayer slips out of my lips
Wish you were mine

A walk in the dark alleys
A walk to remeber I recall

I live life in pieces
They call me their's
Who do I have to call Mine