News

When I heard the news that you weren't coming home
I fell down on the ground
Then the news came in that you'd already gone
I panicked to you on the phone

Cause you were my best friend
And that will not fade with time
I cannot simply pretend
That I've done much more than survive

I think we both want
The same thing
But we see the same thing so differently
And if you take my hand once again
I promise that you'll believe

But the more I think the less I know for sure
Was I ever someone you adored?
Hell was I wrong to love so blindly?
Were my eyes shut too damn tight to see?

No im just lost
I've been kicked around
And what I've found is that
Every ounce of the bitterness
Has gone away and so, what remains is the longing
For yesterday