I used to believe in an empty sunrise,
I used to believe I was what you wanted,
I used to believe we’d see the new dawn together,
Now I believe in choices taken, in lessons learnt.

I can’t shake this feeling,
I can’t stop wondering in what could have been,
I can’t stop wondering in what might yet be,
I’m trying to shape this new day by what could be again.

I write with wreakless abandon,
I write with no fears of secrets lost,
I write as my soul searches out for you still,
Hoping somehow some words might get through.