The boat on the lake is always frozen in time
The winter descends as she can hear motorbikes
But every time the engine always dies
As the wheels spin her tears turn to ice
He's been gone seven years but still the bike remains
Under the frost of ballerina lake
Ballerina why do you dance so sad?
You're fulfilling the dream that he never got to see
you have
Awakes and sleeps only with memories
They kiss her every night on her head
Like little notes of things he said to remind her
He's alive and well inside her body
But what's a memory without a life?
It dooesn't fill her empty side
In their room she'll reminisce behind a widow's gaze
Lying on the bed imagining he's awake
She's wearing his clothes scented with all their highs
As the musical box is playing ballerina chimes
The perfect end holds a place very dear by her side
The motorbike revs and she can taste the ride
Cracks appear as she pirouettes
Into the lake's tears she leapt and never came back
Awakes and sleeps only with memories
They kiss her every night on her head
Like little notes of things he said to remind her
He's alive and well inside her body
But what's a memory without a life?
It dooesn't fill her empty side
The winter descends as she can hear motorbikes
But every time the engine always dies
As the wheels spin her tears turn to ice
He's been gone seven years but still the bike remains
Under the frost of ballerina lake
Ballerina why do you dance so sad?
You're fulfilling the dream that he never got to see
you have
Awakes and sleeps only with memories
They kiss her every night on her head
Like little notes of things he said to remind her
He's alive and well inside her body
But what's a memory without a life?
It dooesn't fill her empty side
In their room she'll reminisce behind a widow's gaze
Lying on the bed imagining he's awake
She's wearing his clothes scented with all their highs
As the musical box is playing ballerina chimes
The perfect end holds a place very dear by her side
The motorbike revs and she can taste the ride
Cracks appear as she pirouettes
Into the lake's tears she leapt and never came back
Awakes and sleeps only with memories
They kiss her every night on her head
Like little notes of things he said to remind her
He's alive and well inside her body
But what's a memory without a life?
It dooesn't fill her empty side