Sometimes Memory Fails Me Sometimes

Where did you go? I wanted to know
It’s those little things that you do that keep me hanging on to you
The way you breathe a little sigh every time you look into my eyes
The way you question all the answers
With your question marks and I don’t care stares
The way you tilt your head up to the sky very time a plane flies by
The way you question all the answers
With your question marks and I don’t care stares

Where did you go? I wanted to know
It’s those little things that you do
That keep me hanging on to you

The way you breathe a little sigh (every time you look into my eyes)
The way you question all the answers, (with your question marks and I don’t care stares)
The way you tilt your head up to the sky (very time a plane flies by)
The way you question all the answers (I don’t care)