Memoir
Lyrics
Perchance I thought, or just a faded whisper That you may dream of sheer contentment The simple things seem so lost Between the words when someone did you wrong And it must be cold there It glistens with the mist of that mistrust And love's the ancient way Deigned of all things pure except in you And are you ever lonely? Ever feel the efforts go unsung? Perchance the dream has died Awaken to the world he filled with lies Are you ever lonely?
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 04:57
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 122 BPM