;?

                                                                       Over the years we`ve changed a lot

                                                      Over the days we`ve lost the plot

                                                      Time ticking fast , Years going past

                                                      No chance of going back 

                                                      No chance of make it right 

                                                      Looking at the pictures 

                                                       its like being there...

                                                       its like going throught it agian

                                         I can feel all the weight WE were carrying with us all that time

                                                  Issues and confussion that what WE were made of

 I guess we better of alone

Far from eachother 

In a place were the is no chance of meeting again