Got to say, I am there.
And you for..
And I had our best times.
Had it our way.
Best times, but it's all I count.
Sit down, my soul.
I told you that my time is done.
And i'm falling down,
Got it all worked out.
Now I say to you that you were..
But if it ever came down to one day,
one day left in a thousand,
the last good times of summer.
the last few minutes of warmth.
Remember what it was like to enjoy our time,
before we all go back to school and learn?
Before our eyes turned grey again,
and we forget what it was ever like to feel awake.
So is why I feel so cold?
It's too much panic, i've been told.
And everytime I show, I see the way it used to go.
I need to see that every year, not just hear it so clear..so clear..
The nights were so much hotter then,
we all hung out and made amends,
it's like you can't go back
but hearing that just
makes me want to call my friends
and tell them that i'm coming home.
Feeling it all down inside, it got to me..
Feeling it all, seeing it all..
Feeling it all, seeing it all..
The nights were so much hotter then,
we all hung out and made amends,
it's like you can't go back
but knowing that just
makes me want to call my friends
(why dont I face it?)
and tell them that i'm coming home.
(why cant I face it?)
Got to say, I am there. And you for.. And I had our best times. Had it our way. Best times, but it's all I count.
Sit down, my soul. I told you that my time is done. And i'm falling down, Got it all worked out. Now I say to you that you were..
But if it ever came down to one day, one day left in a thousand, the last good times of summer. the last few minutes of warmth. Remember what it was like to enjoy our time, before we all go back to school and learn? Before our eyes turned grey again, and we forget what it was ever like to feel awake.
So is why I feel so cold? It's too much panic, i've been told. And everytime I show, I see the way it used to go. I need to see that every year, not just hear it so clear..so clear.. The nights were so much hotter then, we all hung out and made amends, it's like you can't go back but hearing that just makes me want to call my friends and tell them that i'm coming home.
Feeling it all down inside, it got to me.. Feeling it all, seeing it all.. Feeling it all, seeing it all..
The nights were so much hotter then, we all hung out and made amends, it's like you can't go back but knowing that just makes me want to call my friends (why dont I face it?) and tell them that i'm coming home. (why cant I face it?)
(why dont I face it?) (why cant I face it?)