I can see your smile on all these pictures from before Over thousands miles I flew away from your white door Keep collecting memories of feelings we adore Memories that helped us moving on I can see it's fainting more and more from fall to fall From a daily habit, to a mandatory call Not creating new, we live on stories from before Stories that have helped us moving on Stories that have helped us moving on Lately I've been trying to bring back what I've sought Been afraid that you will never see what I've been taught Even if you saw, to then be there and share your thoughts Memories and stories will grow old I'm sick and tired of this distance we've been told Wonder if a closer ever will be once for all Now when I can see you through that screen it's growing sore Being next to you is worth much more 'Cause nothing else will help us moving on