As we drift, we slip through evenings, woah
We drive into the cold and dark with fingers crossed
I follow your eyes to avoid from getting lost
And all I had was a memory of what was
So lets pretend it never mattered to us
I hope this message finds you well
Never thought I'd live to tell
Just to survive we do what we can
We read the maps and signs
And we make the plans
By our design
I write it down to get me by
The worst time in my life
And all I had was a memory of what was
So lets pretend it never mattered to us
I hope this message finds you well
Never thought I would live to tell
What's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel
I hope this message finds you well
Never thought I would live to tell
What's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel
So lets pretend this is the ending
To the message I've been sending
Sending...
And all I had was a memory of what was
So lets pretend it never mattered to us
I hope this message finds you well
Never thought I would live to tell
What's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel
I miss you most on winter mornings As we drift, we slip through evenings, woah We drive into the cold and dark with fingers crossed I follow your eyes to avoid from getting lost And all I had was a memory of what was So lets pretend it never mattered to us I hope this message finds you well Never thought I'd live to tell Just to survive we do what we can We read the maps and signs And we make the plans By our design I write it down to get me by The worst time in my life And all I had was a memory of what was So lets pretend it never mattered to us I hope this message finds you well Never thought I would live to tell What's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel I hope this message finds you well Never thought I would live to tell What's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel So lets pretend this is the ending To the message I've been sending Sending... And all I had was a memory of what was So lets pretend it never mattered to us I hope this message finds you well Never thought I would live to tell What's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel Explain Request ×
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