Do you remember the 12th of December?
We danced in the gold oven light
In our matching pyjamas and playing Nirvana
I wish I could go back in time
Reading books on the sofa
Our morning granola
I took it for granted back then
Now alone in the kitchen
Too much time for thinking
I wish we could do it again
Looking back
I was naive
To think things would stay
The way that they were
I know we need time to grieve
All that we've lost
And all that we were
I see the pain in your eyes
A reflection of mine
It's hard to describe
Building our dreams
And watching them fall
Crash and burn
All around
Like nothing at all
Nothing at all
Nothing at all