I guess you know what it meant to me
and all the times we shared.
I wish they were back. how can I hold so tight
to what I just turned down?
fading memories won't dissapear.
it's sticking to my heart like portraits of my past.
it won't let me go. time to face it I was wrong.
but there's no return from where I've been
and there's no way to erase the things I screwed up.
and every night I stayed awake slave of my own thoughts
won't bring it back. I can't let go.
everytime that I walk through these doors,
the same old doors, I see a ghost of what I should be.
I'm scared to think I wasn't strong enough and
I turned around and
I walked away from my dreams.