Once you were here, and once you were there. Many times before, you were out somewhere. Fading to the dark, where things tend to disappear. The story of your life is like living in constant fear. Out of all your reasons, you try find a way past my heart. You change like the seasons, realized that we’ve grown apart. You’ve become nothing but a whisper, as you flown right past me. We had memories to share, but it was not meant to be. Forgetting what we did, forgetting what we had. The thought of our past, really is too sad. There are no more chances, to turn things around. Not possible, since you ran us to the ground. Out of all you reasons, you try to undo the entire past. You change like the seasons, life runs way too fast. You’ve become nothing but a whisper, as you flown right past me. We had memories to share, but it was not meant to be. Whooaaaahhh x4 The past is nothing but a whisper, only the future speaks loud enough to hear. Not going back to the trauma, I rather live in despair . x2 Whooaaaahhh x4