The time of innocence in life is buried in your heart
You bite your tongue instead
Then turn to me and say, Hey... are we leaving?
I drown in a sea of willingness to change my life for you
I know we're not our friends
But maybe we could learn to become them
Maybe you are holding on too tight, dear
The sun in your eyes makes you blind
The night the death of us transpired a heavy fog did fall
The same old story told
But time and time again we retell it