February

In February I might forget
The precious words that we both said
So come December, you can be sure
We won't remember anymore

The secrets that today we make
Tomorrow, promises we'll break
So keep an eye out on the past
And remember nothing lasts

Last night I made up my mind
To leave those memories behind
I wrote them all down in a book
And I gave them one last look

Storm (Memories)
To believe that I could change (Set me free)
When everything remains
To play the same old games

It's summer now but not for long
And soon the summer sun has gone
I'll stand at one end of my street
And the air is warm and sweet

Storm (Memories)
To believe that I could change (Set me free)
Ohhh
No no no no no no no no