I’m sitting here counting the hours,
This isolation, it’s ominous
You have started creeping into my thoughts
A drug that I have surmounted.
I still remember the days,
It hurts, to open the boxes,
That I had put away,
Deep inside the abyss of my mind.
And I go outside and run, they're playing our song,
I reach the hill where we last met,
I scream at the top of my lungs,
Can’t handle this regret.
I look in the mirror,
And see an old man,
In a young man’s body,
This social distancing, it’s menacing.
I should have never left you,
I was a young and foolish,
I thought I could have,
Carried on without you.
And I shut myself in, they're playing our song,
I get high, why did you take that jet,
I scream at the top of my lungs,
Can’t handle this regret.
