In the end, as I said:
I was waiting for the change.
If we were honest though, it was, as I say,
something of a game.
I started to wonder,
if maybe one day we would move
into a place where we could carry out our lives together,
and never let each other go.
We didn't do a big farewell number;
as I pulled away
he smiled and waved.
Memories, even your most precious ones,
fade.
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 10:20 PM UTC
In the end, as I said:
I was waiting for the change.
If we were honest though, it was, as I say,
something of a game.
I started to wonder,
if maybe one day we would move
into a place where we could carry out our lives together,
and never let each other go.
We didn't do a big farewell number;
as I pulled away
he smiled and waved.
Memories, even your most precious ones,
fade.
