He taught me to breath the oceannMade me use my crippled ears to hear musicnHow could he, how could he, how could he?nnNot in sunset, not in sunrisenCould this last look in your eyesnBe the last bit of us to shine?nIn my memory, don't let it benGoodbye...nnHe gave me a book of angelsnSaid my eyes were always there to deceive menHe gave me my body nakednGave it strenght when it was hungry mistakennHow could he, how could he, how could he?nnNot in evening, not in daytimenCould a lovesong or my rhymenMake you stay when you havenTo leavenLeave my memorynLet's let this benGoodbye...