Dear Mark,
I know that you don't know me. But my heart does....
He tells me a story about you and me, every night before I sleep. 
I know that you'll come to me.
I can hear the sound of you ...  [+]

I can go back to that time
When you were never mine
I thought you were innocent
A beautiful sound from above
But I guess I was wrong

Back to the days 
When we were younger
We used to laugh so ...  [+]