That's where I'm bound...

I promise I'll remember..

Whatever you said to me that night...

I'll close my eyes.. squeeze them real tight...

Maybe pass out, then wake up the day after tomorrow...

What's it called? Doesn't matter now..

Did it really matter then?

They were just words..

But when you left.. there was just silence..

The same still silence that lights up the mirror..

When I see my face and I can't tell what's happenin..

It's not the wrinkles.. that means the years don't pass..

And if they do.. I'll keep the door locked...

So make sure you knock so I know it's you..

That is.. if you ever come back...