I guess we're talking in vain
Though I must say, we probably felt the same
Each time we laid, side by side in bed
We sadly waked the corpse of our beloved grace
And the one you love has never really been me
It's time to wash away all dreams of yesterday
As a scaring silence falls, we feel so alone
Despite all these years, how hard it is to read
In each other's eyes
I guess it's part of the game
Our perfect dreams will never keep our natural bends
From letting go, from resting in the hands of fate
We all keep in mind the ghost of a missing face
And the one I love has never really been you
It's time to wash away all dreams of yesterday
As a scaring silence falls, the world now calls
And just before you left, I should have held my breath
And dared to say
There's something wrong with us
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