like so often these days
I thought about you
we drank a lot
and laughed every now and then
like so often these days
everything floats in memories
As so often these days
I'm hanging out alone
Wounds become scars
A relic from a bygone era
The wounds heal
The scar , she stays
as I often do, I visit you
and put flowers on your grave
I hope that you like them
that you like them
like so often I imagine
that you are standing in front of me
I think that will come
as time goes by
wounds become scars
a relic of the past
the wounds heal
the scar, it remains
far too often I think back
to this one day
walk along the wet street
And I ask myself what it was like
In my head the last few hours
You wanted to stay, I went home
You laughed and hugged me
You said I was drinking ' one more
wounds become scars
a relic from a bygone era
the wounds heal
the scar, it remains
as so often these days
I thought of you
we drank a lot
and laughed every now and then
as so often these days
just one last moment
as so often these days
I want you back