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when I go remember
the memories together
those moments we ponder
in lone seems forever

when things recall at midnight,
and those alike in the spotlight
I think of every time
the regret and guilt reign at the height

when I strum my guitar
to make a song out of a tune
I question my mind
how could all of these be true

when the clock turns to three
it's not the ghost that I see
but those cherished memories
that is now to fade and had gone free

when I feel all alone
and sadness is done
as tears shed silently
in my soul in shallow

if loving you is a mistake
then count my presence
I'll choose for my joy to be forsaken
just to bring all once again

if loving you is now through
how possibly a miracle
that in this time occur
of fate that does always fail

did I still love you?
do I even flinch?
did I ever stop?
did once I quit?

I took rest from being exhausted
from being drained by love
but I could never move a mountain
doing nothing but sob

did I still love you?
will it ever happen again?
why you'll ask a question
that even once does never end?