November In My Soul

Five Minute Ride
This past infliction.
Walking down where we used to share and every time I pass your street I die remembering the pain I felt, the tears I shed for what I wished, it's you that I missed.
All I wanted was an answer, some reassurance for...
All this past infliction is beating me to the ground.
Was it all worth it, this pain I feel inside.
I should have let you go and left you alone.
All I wanted was an answer, some reassurance but there was none.
Here in my heart I feel you close, close to me in my dreams and when I'm not sleeping everything reminds me of you, everything reminds me of you.