When I look at the sky with you
For a reason I don't know
A part of my heart breaks
I couldn't be true
But I was always honest with you
All the trust that's gone in flakes
(hotch time)
And though I want to hold it tight
The pieces fell like falling snow
We lost the love that no one saves
I couldn't see the endless night
All we had lost its glow
Now we're left with empty shapes
Could this be good?
To you, to me, to us
I guess this is good
To you, not me, to us
