I found a memory when I wasn’t felling well
And what I found let me tell
Your eyes were too cold
They looked too old
Your usual smile was turned upside down
And now wore an undoubtful frown
You body looked tired there
As if it was worn out somewhere
You’re not yourself anymore, that I’m sure
Where’s my little girl
It’s not in the photograph
Why are you different and when are you coming back?