Lyrics

Waiting by the stair The years have caught up with her Oh God, it's cold down there If only she could see the light This late December night Once I asked her name And I could see her searching No words, her eyes explain If she could, she would tell But she don't remember well We wear our wounds for all to see The reasons for our memories Oh what happens when they go? Are they healed or are they bleeding slow? She can see so clear The changing world around her But the passing of the years Is faded with the failing light This late December night We wear our wounds for all to see The reasons for our memories Oh what happens when they go? Are they healed or are they bleeding slow?