I don’t know why I’m here
and I hope you don’t mind
share your story with me
I will gladly tell you mine
I’ve been trying to move on and
leave those tears behind me
though I can’t say it’s better
it’s not as bad as you might think
just like that, I lost my head
when you said “hey, look ahead”
and just like that, I can’t catch
my breath when I see you in my mind
tell me what you want with
all this weight on your shoulders?
there are no rainy days in June
just tell me what you do with
all the colors of the rainbow?
they fade away with the sun
it wouldn’t be fair to make promises that we can’t keep
we can try to see what’s best but certainty gets lost
if you told me I’d have a chance to do it over again
I wouldn’t change a thing and I’m not sure what that means
but I know as bad as things turned out to be this time
I take comfort in not traveling alone on this road
bye bye to all the flashlights
giving up right in the worst nights
of the best days, and
bye bye to all the cheap wine
flowing gently down the drain
soaking wet stains, and
bye bye to all the crayons
leaving fantasies on blank sheets
of reality
good bye, good bye, bye bye
the sun blinds with ease
wave after wave of memories
and I can’t focus on my thoughts
background chatting comes and goes
am I here to forget?
no, I can’t, I’ll just regret
that I am not someone
to understand the master plan
it should be a perfect sunday
it would’ve been a perfect sunday
but it can’t be a perfect sunday
without you
getting out, not giving in
we both contributed sins
to make the days one hour short
running away is a popular sport
when the moments pass out
and the clock stops to count
and all fades to black
I got thrown off the track
I don’t think I can look into your eyes
as you tell me how the evening went
the things I’ve done and said there
still you’re keeping a bit to yourself
afraid to ask I bite on my lips
and try to apologize once more
when I finally wake up
with a large memory gap
and a feeling that’s not quite
the way that I would like
as the last summer went off
as the fall began to knock
as the doors all fell shut
with way too much vines to cut
a lost summer
when the new winter comes
when the cold wind blows along
when the fall quietly fades out
and the leaves freeze on the ground
in next winter
it won’t always be like this (no, no, no, no)
we do a great job to forget (oh, oh, oh, oh)
it will all be over soon (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
just one more winter to get through (ah, ah, ah, ah)