How come that I write songs bout everyone
And everything that's lost and gone?
Always reflecting lost in time
Whirlwind of past on my mind
And I am driving by and looking back
At a world that we once had through rear-mirror-glass
As I'm trying to let go but I find it hard to do so
I am not the one that lives today
I'll have time to contemplate
The day all this ends
For I don't know how much remains
And can't control my fate, go!
Instead of writing about the here and now
And all the things I've come to know
Chance would have it that we met
Now I'll do my best to never forget
I'll have time to contemplate
The day all this ends
For I don't know how much remains
And can't control my fate, go!
