A bittersweet reminiscence of that first love |
Now I reach the earth, My wings long since gone The road had many bends But I knew that all along I know it made me stronger And I would rather not Dream a dream just to Keep your love at any costs It's most tempting to give in When I hear the firing shots When I can still feel the cannon Catapulting from the fiery depths Contemplating all the ground That's forever lost With every shooting section You and I just slipped away Never having sweet satisfaction If you'd just bought me flowers Maybe I could have stayed If you'd have thought me serious Even for a day If you had brought me flowers Maybe I would have stayed The seeds we planted grew But not like the roses do We had the thorns and leaves But the buds they never bloomed I needed a future that was bold and bright Filled with sunlit memories that Somehow felt just right It's most tempting to give in when You're almost at the top When you can't see all that you have lost But a home without flowers cannot bloom And build sweet memories So at the fork, I will travel to the right And let the time of us slip away Throughout the night If you'd brough me flowers, I might have been able to stay But with no seeds to plant There was nothing left to grow So, with every shooting star, You and I slipped away |