you hear me calling your name / and you do nothing

and i know there were things said we can never take back

the clouds they call out your name / and you turn to face the winds

in the end it's all the same / i could never be your friend

it hurts to breathe / when you're not around

i'll grow old without you, i think...

but what'll become of these seconds

we saved for the end?

will they manifest themselves in dreams

where only the monsters can find them?

i liked the way you laughed

why do they get the best parts of you?