Efímero

If this house could talk
It would say it feels so lonely
The bed without your company
Is like a party with no one there
The day just doesn’t want to end
Because the clock is missing hours
By your side, everything was perfect, but now
The new flowers have turned old
The bright days have turned gray
The white clouds have turned black
And the summers have turned sad

The wolf doesn’t howl at the full moon anymore
And the comedian can’t crack a joke
Nothing here has been the same
Since you left

Nothing is the same
Everything is so ephemeral
I stepped away from you, but
I dream of erasing the story
And rewriting the ending
But it’s so ephemeral
What else can I do? Tell me
The problem isn’t that I can’t forget you
It’s that I don’t want to forget you

Oh, oh, oh
I don’t want to forget you
Oh, oh, oh
I don’t want to forget you

The new flowers have turned old
The bright days have turned gray
The white clouds have turned black
And the summers have turned sad

The wolf doesn’t howl at the full moon anymore
And the comedian can’t crack a joke
Nothing here has been the same
Since you left

Nothing is the same
Everything is so ephemeral
I stepped away from you, but
I dream of erasing the story
And rewriting the ending
But it’s so ephemeral
What else can I do? Tell me
The problem isn’t that I can’t forget you
It’s that I don’t want to forget you

Oh, oh, oh
I don’t want to forget you
Oh, oh, oh
I don’t want to forget you