| Am I just holding onto memories, the perfect pieces of my past?
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| I never thought I’d be the one to say that dreams don’t always last
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| I’ve screamed my heart out, given everything
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| I split my life in two
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| And I don’t regret anything
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| If I can see the damages by now
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| Can you hear the sound?
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| Is it time, or just the voice inside my mind that says —
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| «Don't throw your life away reaching for yesterday»?
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| I only promise I’m not giving up today
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| And when my mind starts pulling away
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| My heart will have the fight to make it
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| I’ll turn my back on better days
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| I know my pride can take it
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| I’ve sacrificed half of my life
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| I hear it in every line I write —
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| That a part of me I lost along the way
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| I’ll never get back again
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| And when my hope stops leading the way
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| It might be too late to make it out
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| And when jealousy will be all I breathe
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| Who am I to play the martyr?
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| My head will bow in shame
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| When my heart stops leading the way
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| Who am I to play the martyr?
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| I’m the one to blame
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| When my heart stops leading the way
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| Who am I to play the martyr?
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| If I can see the damages by now
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| Can you hear the sound and walk away? |