I want to travel behind,
Backwards to that time,
When you were mine,
And I was your crime.
Breaking up was routine,
And so was making up,
Then a calamity struck,
And I survive to live a half-life.
I want to travel behind,
Backwards to that time,
When you were mine,
And I was your crime.
Breaking up was routine,
And so was making up,
Then a calamity struck,
And I survive to live a half-life.
