I’ve been collecting memories
And I’ve been keeping them under my bed
This song is not meant to be
So I’m keeping it under my bed
I can feel you,
I can see you,
I remember you
Under my bed
I am keeping you,
I am loving you,
I am making you
Under my bed
History wrote our love in dust
And the wind is blowing so high
Our love is floating away
My heart is being broken again
Broken, under my bed
I can feel you,
I can see you,
I remember you
Under my bed
I am keeping you,
I am loving you,
I am making you
Under my bed
You have decided to walk away
I’m not stopping you
No matter how bad it hurts
You have walked miles and miles away
I can’t have you no matter how hard I try
And my heart’s been broken again
Miles and miles away
Under my bed
I still feel you,
I still see you,
I’ll remember you
Under my bed
I am keeping you,
I am locking you,
I am leaving you
Under my bed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem