Scream Maker - Candle in the Wind

Your life was like candle in the wind
Much less than you hoped for
A short tale
A dream

And I know there was much more you
had to give
It's never enough no never enough
God should have let you go on should let you live

Too young
And much too good
Too late we met
In race with time
You had no chance
I can't forget the goodness in your eyes

Pushing me out
Turning me in
Emotions flooding
Me within
Under my skin there's constant battle

I can't escape
Nor can I hide
Losing control
Over my mind

Too young
And much too good
Too late we met
In race with time
You had no chance
I can't forget

Memories are we just memories
That fade away in cold
Memories short funny stories
Whose author is unknown

Same old stories
Constantly retold
Funny stories on and on
Pictures full of colors that just have to
fade away
What's the purpose
Meaning of it all
(What's the purpose
Meaning of it all)
Each of them is different but the ending's
just the same