The wind is brisk against my face The leaves crunch beneath my feet The colors are a dancing swirl around me Haven't I been here before?
I walk these empty streets With nothing but my thoughts Fighting a war inside my head Just like they have all those times before
It's funny how fast a year goes by All those prologoned decisions we've postponed Are suddenly at our doorstep waiting I'm still lost, waiting to be found
But I've grown fond of the nostalgia And the summer's indecision Because when life has no real consequence It's hard not to enjoy the ride
But everything has an ending And how naive I was to think That all of these delayed choices Wouldn't catch up to me
And that's the thing about hearts They're fragile just like glass You can pretend the crack isn't there But over time it shatters all there was
I said I'd have it all figured out I said I needed just a little more time But maybe the truth of it all Is that I've known all along That the ones who ignite our soul the most Are not who we spend our lives with