It's so strange to be growing older
Somehow I thought I'd never see this day
I will miss things the way they were
Now that everyone's moving away

You left to escape, to grow, to learn
We won't be the same people when we return
Phone Calls and postcards from far away
About weather and work and not what you wanted to say

It's so strange to feel that distance
Our old  forgotten moments are following me around
When I finally move on I guess I´ll miss them
They are proof of something I don´t have now

I left to be free, to dream, to thrive
To find the meaning in being alive
Never answered your postcards, never picked up the phone
To become someone else than the girl you left all alone

It's so strange to see the world changing
More and more for every passing hour
You cared, but I could never become your everything
So I had the heartache, and you had all the power

You left to run, to fly, to be understood
You said she got you better than I could
But history like ours rarely dies
You never meant it when you said goodbye

It's so strange to be growing older
At least it is easier to forgive and forget
But I still think about us when I see you with her
You moved back into the street where we first met

I left to thrive, to grow old, to grow up
Now I guess friendship has to be enough
It hurt but deep down I'm glad you came back to stay
Now that everyone's moving away

We are lost in the galaxy of one another,
We have been all our lives.
I've been looking for you,
But it seems that you have no desire to be found.
I'm just waiting to love you,
So here I'll stay,
Floating in oblivion.
"Come I say, Come."

you're such a foreign concept
you're a complexity that can't be measured on a scale of one to ten
you're a paradox
you're a star yet to collapse
you're a light at the end of a tunnel

actually...

you're none of those.

you were my world.
you were a complexity
I suppose I saw through your facade in the end.

Every time I close my eyes
It hurts a little more.

Because I know I'm one night closer
To you being gone.

I hope you never reach
The day
Where you are lost for words
Because they're tangled up in
Agony.

I hope you never reach
The point
Where your innocence of
The world is
Robbed.

I hope you choose
Your friends and
Lovers wisely
So that you never have to
Discover what it feels like
To see those who you believed
Would take a bullet for you
Dance behind the
Trigger.

If the storm would talk in the depths of night,
Hear it crying its tortured lullabies.
May the life one day return to your eyes
When the storm that is screaming returns feeling inside.

If the rain would whisper to the dead of your mind,
Hear the silence recede as you're cradled with sighs.
May your heart one day be returned to the light
When the storm that brought darkness begins to make you alive.