...Vivid
That one night we had
That one time we shared a kiss
That one night we held hands
That one time we talked
It lives on in my mind
Like a story for a picture book
My memory of him is that of a dream
The statement he played on me: is vivid
The one moment felt so really
The one memory plays over and over
The one moment sometimes I wish never happened
The one memory kills me to thinks about
It lives on in my mind
Like a story for a picture book
My memory of him is that of a dream
The statement he played on me: is vivid
The touch of his skin
The sound of his voice
The sight of his smile
The taste of his kiss
It lives on in my mind
Like a story for a picture book
My memory of him is that of a dream
The statement he played on me: is vivid | 
