M.A.B - Curly Heads

I used to love dancing in bad weather

Giving you a lot, getting even more

But now certain things don't matter

Burning our hope the warm becomes the cold

My only thought memories are better

I used to love dancing in bad weather

My eyelids wait till the darkness eats me up

I saw you in my bedroom last night

Now I'm sure that memories are better

Burning our hope

Now we feel that nothing here's a pleasure

And I will never change

You love me, but love is like a letter

I will never rest

I've always known my heart's in a cage

I never thought you're the one