• The day you told me how you felt
    I thought I'd live
    even if my smile began to melt

    Then you started to feel gulity,
    and said that "It wasn't you."
    Still you avoided me.

    And my voice couldn't sing the same song.
    Throught I memorized it for so long.
    Its always felt like you don't listen.

    Let me listen to our love song,
    or at leset what's left.
    Maybe I'll feel something wrong,
    but I'll never forget memories.

    When you decide your all done,
    you continue like,
    its only just begun.

    It won't matter how dead we feel,
    because we chose to let it be real.

    And I let my heart rise ever higher,
    and it fell and shatter withour desire.

    Let me listen to our love song,
    through its dead now.
    I haven't heard it in so long,
    sounds so much like you.

    Trust that you'll hear the song,
    when you feel like you wrong.
    I won't be here anymore,because I let in
    all of the past.

    I hear now our love song,
    through I know its dead.
    The love song is my head.
    So you can't hear it now,
    even if I wanted you to.
    Our love song may not end,
    so long as I remember you.

    May not end...
    for love and truth