Drip, drip, my hidden memories slip and fall from my eyes and hit the back of my hands
Softly, I close my eyes but the memories grow clear, your name, your face

I hold the silent phone and I enter the numbers as my fingers remember it

The memories are ringing
My heart is crying
The last minute and the last second of wanting to hold onto you makes me cry

I’m sorry that it’s me, I’m sorry that I’m too late
I didn’t know back then – you were so hurt
Words that I can’t organize in my head, words I couldn’t say
I hold onto them and call you

The memories are ringing
My heart is crying
The last minute and the last second of wanting to hold onto you makes me cry

Hurry and pick up, no, don’t pick up – my heart is mixed up
I try to bite down with my tears flowing but in the end, I put you down

Love flows, drip, drip
My heart flows, drip, drip
The one thing I spit out with tears through the receiver is, I loved you

Tears flow, drip, drip