February

But it's so hard when you don't know your name searching for answers to find.
Still it's so hard when you don't know your name searching for answers to find.

Verse:
As i wait here for you to come back home to me.
Never again do i hear all these thoughts of wasting my life here i am.
Trying so hard everyday we change still we drift apart.
I touch my hands to your face so pure i'm tasting the tears again

Why can't i just let go leave it all far behind?
But it's so fuckin' hard when you don't know who you are.