As I look back,
at the life I’ve
left-behind.
A year ago,
Our fingers were
intertwined.
You used to look at me,
With love in your eyes.
Now I watch the life I
led,
As it withers and dies.
Hopefully I’m movin
onto,
bigger and better things.
And when I come back,
you won’t even recognize
me.
Chorus 1:
But I believe it’s
gotta get worse,
before it gets better.
There’s gotta be a
rainstorm,
before the sunny
weather.
I’ve grown up,
seen the error of my
ways.
I’ve moved on,
while mourning the loss
of the good ol’ days.
But there’s no point,
Stressing over things,
that you can’t
change.
End Chorus 1:
I gained a scar,
for every lesson I have
learned.
A trail of black smoke,
emits from all the bridges
I have burned.
I'm on a bus headin,
For the east coast.
When I arrive I’ll raise
my glass,
To those I’ll miss the
most.
But any chance of a decent
future,
Is fadin fast.
Unless of course I can,
Finally bid farewell to my
past.
Chorus 1x:
I walk alone now,
got nowhere to call my
home now.
If given the chance would
I,
have thrown this all away?
Cuz I’m lost,
and I’m confused.
I’ve been emotionally
abused,
and I will fight this to
the death,
because I’ve got nothing
left to lose.
So this is gonna be,
the last song,
I’ll ever write about
you.
Just keep me in your
prayers,
cuz mine don’t seem to
be getting through,
getting through.
End.
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