Grabbing me, touching me, holding me, loving me,
Do you know what it meant to me?
Kissing me, squeezing me, leaving me, telling me,
this is the way it needs to be.
You need to follow in their footsteps,
they set a path for you.
You won't even leave a mark,
they've got you covered.
But I'm so used to it.
I've walked this way before,
I remember the weather.
I barely feel a thing.
I didn't notice you were seeing the skies
with different eyes.
I lost mine.
You're not the same,
but I don't care.
And you're not my prince,
but I'd follow you anywhere.
There's nowhere else to go,
you make me warm when I get cold,
but that only lasts a little while.
Gone like a spark
from a fire blown out.
Why did you change me to ashes
when I once burned bright?
You didn't know your own strength,
I didn't know mine.
Fighting through the tears
to keep what remains,
keeping it inside,
to hide the pain.