I am nothing but a memory that would fade eventually.

Memories The distant sounds, of equally distant waves The fading face, of a fading wanderman Walking through the days Striking down the waves Catching - catching the sun's rays Distant - distant wandering eyes Searching for a careless dream Speaking in whispers Discovering the truth Within that cove, treasures behold With those held hands Seeking - seeking far lands Eyes that lower to the rising sun Run - run with falling feet Over the red sands Dreaming of this distant feeling Speaking with fading words Wandering into the distance Like a shadow that passes through time Caress - caress a sweet dream Speak with soft words Be - be all you have to be In this world where nothing is as it seems The distant sounds, of equally distant waves The fading face, of a fading dream