I think of you, the memory remains
Nothing is lost, nothing is gained
Hurting inside, I cant explain
my thoughts awake, I entertain

But the vines have covered your heart way to much
Unsuccessful I reach out for your touch Only to find that there is nothing left to feel and all along this becomes so unreal

I search for you, you search for me Nothing is lost inside of this dream A matter of fact, the fall of the rain And now I escape from all of this pain

You think of you, the memory remains
Nothing is lost, nothing is gained
Hurting inside, you cant explain
your thoughts awake, you entertain