Fly Away From My Memory

People say the first thing you forget about a person is their voice,
Why does it have to be true ?
Why can’t that beautiful sound forever stay carved in my brain ?
Because when you’re away,
That’s what my memory does :
It follows you and flies away.

Why can’t I catch it ?
And stop it from leaving ?
Why does it have to walk in your footsteps without hearing me calling ?
And it makes me feel this way,
The way it does when you and my memory, fly away