If I could keep my memories in a bottle I'd save them up for when I'm sad I don't mind going in circles I'd hold on to what I had Like gentle breeze Weak in the knees Oh something sweet Maybe coz I do regret Gotta confess Always attached To the past Wind back Let's go right back to the beginning When I wasn't insomniac You know it's wrong when you're not sleeping So turn around For what it's worth If I could keep my memories in a bottle I'd view them all in cycle Like gentle breeze Weak in the knees Oh something sweet Maybe coz I do regret Gotta confess Always attached To the past