Sensing silence, I am weakened
Moving from this, I am moving
I still feel you're with me, are you still there
I smell the roses from your pillow, the faint aroma
The ashes from the fire that they're still glowing
And I think I found the answer to where we're going
We're going here
We're going here
We're going here
And we're nowhere near
We're going here
We're going here
We're going here
And we're nowhere near
We're going here
We're going here