What were we thinking when we started to talk?
Now that we walk to separate paths,
Are things so different?
What did we not understand that night?
Now that the sun has set for good,
Are we so tired?
Were we just young and immature?
Or were we stupid and confused?
The days seem gone too quickly
Safe to say it now that we are not alone
Never really knew what to think anyway
Don’t think anyone does.
Should we question our decisions?
Should we question Fate?
No sir, not me.
No more days outdoors, the air gets in my lungs
My eyes are less open but I still can see
Can anybody really?
Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 1:57 AM UTC
What were we thinking when we started to talk?
Now that we walk to separate paths,
Are things so different?
What did we not understand that night?
Now that the sun has set for good,
Are we so tired?
Were we just young and immature?
Or were we stupid and confused?
The days seem gone too quickly
Safe to say it now that we are not alone
Never really knew what to think anyway
Don’t think anyone does.
Should we question our decisions?
Should we question Fate?
No sir, not me.
No more days outdoors, the air gets in my lungs
My eyes are less open but I still can see
Can anybody really?