Memories,
memories of my past,
make me nervous,
make me strange,
the fire deeply in my soul
memories,
deep inside my heart,
makeing my hurt,
every day I dreaming,
that I can fly away,
as a butterfly,
far away in the air,
every day I try,
to forget the past,
but every day,
it repeat again and again,
I can't forget it,
because it's my baggage,
every turn again,
every day I dreaming,
that I can fly away,
as a butterfly,
far away over and over again...