You say Your letters I must return, I must return Those nights, those memories All the things we said You say You want them back Just some withered flowers In the books A face That’s still in my dreams A few gifts Some pictures This is all I’m left with The loneliness That’s my only companion And yet You say You want them back The good times The sorrows The promises and vows The seasons All of them The tears The moments that time stood still Each and every one The loneliness That’s my only companion And yet You say You want them back