Lyla

As we fly before the storm
You didn't like it anyway
You didn't like the soul that you'd become
You kissed her hand, she walked away
You don't wanna be there; anyway
As it all adds up, it's all the same to me
She'll always be your number one memory
I cast aside only you can see
Your never gonna be the same as before
When you were so familiar

Sits in the corner and says it's all right
Kissed on the forehead will you sleep tonight
Dance with me Lyla don't sing it to me
As she sits, as she stares, as she falls
From your memory
Your memory
Your memory
Your memory