The Chase
I can't find her
Just shadows on the wall
A net full of holes
Can't prove anything at all
Memory is beautiful
Her flesh is not in front of me
I want to comfort
The girl I never see
Where has she gone
She's out there all alone
Begin the memory burn
When will she find me
Thin and withered
Red dress turned to pink
Thought I heard her laughing
In books of blue black ink
I don't think she's in there
Just an unresponsive smile
No, I can't see her dancing
I've been looking all the while