Memories flood back and again I'm lost in time
Is there a button I can press so I can rewind?
Maybe a phone number, a code that I could call?
Cause "I don't hate you, not even a little, not even at all"

If I pressed that button, would I be able to forget
The fact that we ever really met?
Would we be just two souls, out there in space
Never to have met each other face to face?

Do I even have the strength in me
To leave your life and let you be
Without another word left to say
Would you really be okay?

The answer is no

I have the thoughts, though paper's not filled
I do have the pen, but the ink's been spilled
The will is there and yet is nowhere to be seen
But what does that really mean?

Although the empty and the silence does sound "fine"
I can't pretend that our pasts didn't intertwine
I notice my tapestry of life slowly forming for all the years that it took
But I somewhat like how it's starting to look

It's not perfect however when being in a calm flow
From it's edges I can see a faintly glow
And for my history to be this way for me to SHINE
Then no, that button I will not press to rewind.

There's been some ups (and downs more than I can count)
But I knew with you (and my crew) around I'd be safe and sound
And since I'm certain there's much more in store for me
I'm throwing in the towel and just let the past be