Testo Fade

How can it beThat someone you loveIs a memoryIn the time it takes to breatheTime is a thiefTime is made of iron>From here it seemsThe gentle moments seem extremeWhen the sun is in my eyes IFeel like there is all this good timeWhen the light has left this placeWhen will time take you awayWhen will all this fadeWhat is love?What is meaning?Where are the promises?How can I stop this from feeling Faded?