The moon gently sways on top of the water,
to the rhythm of an old forgotten song.
And I saw the shadow of your memory
Smiling so innocently.
An old love song with a empty melody.
Words with faded sincerity.
I hold on to your hand, your shadow's hand.
A fool clingging to a thread that has long reached its end.
Can't let myself to let go.
The image of you innocent smile has been etched on to my soul.
I only wished to spend that one moment again.
A fool clingging to a thread that has long reached its end.
An old love affair
You were sitted and smiling over there.
