Remember Well

Waiting by the stair
 The years have caught up with her
 Oh God, it's cold down there
 If only she could see the light
 This late December night
 Once I asked her name
 And I could see her searching
 No words, her eyes explain
 If she could, she would tell
 But she don't remember well
 We wear our wounds for all to see
 The reasons for our memories
 Oh what happens when they go?
 Are they healed or are they bleeding slow?
 She can see so clear
 The changing world around her
 But the passing of the years
 Is faded with the failing light
 This late December night
 We wear our wounds for all to see
 The reasons for our memories
 Oh what happens when they go?
 Are they healed or are they bleeding slow?