If these walls could talk
And if this place could speak
You could see these stains
Washed out on the street
If the echo would resonate with you I could let it go and go home
But if I were begun
It would all fade away
If I close my eyes
It comes all back again
I don't want to go home I don't want to go home
The reminder seems to be obsolete
He got old, unpleasant,
too concrete
And the
thought comes up,
come and skip a beat You seem stuck like a record on repeat
But if I were begun It would all fade away
Oh,
I wish that you could see like me So make your own memory
And if I close my eyes It comes all back again
