.

I feel I should tell you, I've been filling up the empty space between you and I.
Between you and I, he could never compare to you.



Memories would whisper: "Here is where you rest."
I guess time has a way of making everything alright, it's just there is not enough of it.


I said I'd never walk away, but I'm not able to stay,
I said I'd never leave this place, but I can't stay here.


I swear that I'm dying, slowly but it's happening.
And if the perfect spring is waiting somewhere, just take me there.
And lie to me, and say, it's going to be alright