Sosa - Fading Dreams (Original Mix)

Yeah.
Yeah.
Feding dreams, pale light
Coming under the door.
Got the scent of the pillar, but she's not here anymore.
Got the thoughts a small memory dissolving like smoke.
And the last piece she told me was a promise she broke.
Every night that you miss me, I get harder to see.
Every piece you remember loses part of me.
You were holding my image like a pain in your hands.