At the edge of my compassion
there's nothing left to talk
I would never want to ask you questions
that could make it worse
I just never dig into the past for
blaming other's thoughts
it is not a matter i could let you
run away with none
can't you remember when we had some hope and we could afford to breath
can't you remember all the times we were just living for a dream
and the world was looking full of force and we could pretend to see
something good in anything just wrong no matter what you think
can't you remember all your friends or foes?
cant' you remember me?