You said to sing you symphony,
Before they blew all our candles out,
To give you one last chance,
Before one of us became lost in the crowd,
But I’ve burnt through all the candles of yesterday,
No more trading smiles,
So the past is where we’ll stay,
I’ve exed out the smiles,
Forgotten the laughs,
I guess the past,
Is all we’ll ever have,
It was never real,
Just lip sticked memories,
I was floating on air,
Now I’m stumbling on feet.
