Wala ang pamagat,
Malalim parang dagat.
Marahil isang alamat,
Puno ng lamat at sugat.

Patuloy pa rin ang aking kwento,
Kahit ano pa ang naging engkwentro.
Ang bawat katagang hindi imbento,
Ilalapat sa aking pulang kwaderno.

Grey skies, something's brewing up.
At home, come what may.
So do what you gotta do, love.
I guess we weren't here to stay.

I remember where it all began:
It was us, savouring our youth.
Building habits, creating memories
That I will always keep with me.

The taste of your lips,
Our long drives home,
It's the way that you made me feel
That I will surely miss.

I won't go back to the start,
Maybe twice of it were too much.
Neither were good nor bad,
But it was definitely all worth it.