| In this is world, there is nothing expcept my thoughts
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| These memories, those broken words
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| Long days and short nights
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| This isn’t the way I want it to be
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| Calling all the people who care
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| Will you always be there?
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| I’ve been spending to much time thinking, always leaving me with more on my mind
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| If I ever had the chance to change one thing
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| I wouldn’t know what it would be, the words spoken into your ears are fake
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| Finding real answers is probably a mistake
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| These long walks home, they don’t feel the same
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| All the things running through my head
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| Will I ever be in that hall of fame
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| Or will I always end up feeling misled
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| Sometimes I think I might be better off dead, better off dead
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| Streetlights guide me home
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| To the place were I feel alone
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| This is not the ending, we have only begun
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| This is what I was meant to do
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| Just me and you
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| Through and through
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| Just me and you
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| Streetlights guide me home
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| To the place were I feel alone
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| This is not the ending, we have only begun |