blank stares are souvenirs in time
the memories of families send others by your side
when the words are gone will quiet be a friend
I'm comfortable with silence in the end
young ones will age just like the rest
and smiles will be the greatest signs of happiness
but why do I forget that I'm still young
why do I forget that I'm still young
what do you dream when you fall asleep
after fifty years is she the one that you greet
do you dream that you are young
is she still the one that you love
when words are gone will silence be a friend
will you be comfortable with silence in the end
will you sing