Friday, December 9, 2011

Afterwards



So where do we go now
That life became this way?
What to do we do now
That love has walked away?

‘Cause I see your face
In every place I go.
I see your eyes
Sparkling like before.
And as time moves on,
I can’t help but remembering your voice
Every time the rain falls.

So where do we go now
That life became this way?
What to do we do now
That love has walked away?
Can we rescue the past?
Or should we walk away?

Here I stand, asking again.
Where do we stand
When everything goes gray
And we don’t know where the colors went
Or how to fight for what just seemed to die… die, die, die….

Forgotten pain.
Tears of glass,
So many ways,
To fight for what we had,
 And we let it there….
 Dying… dying as the autumn passed.

So where do we go now
That life became this way?
What to do we do now
That love has walked away?
Can we rescue the past? Or should we walk away?
Should we walk away?