my memory is filling with smoke such a relief not to know except for the body and soul there s nothing here i want to own but i gave my love and it rolls like a wave back through my history on past the grave my taxi is waiting outside sure we ll begin right on time now you are still writing your lines but i will not open my eyes but i gave my love and it rolls like a wave back through my history on past the grave but i gave my love and it rolls like a wave back through my history on past the grave