Shadowing the ghost of lovers past
The sky's not darkened broken hearted
The sun shines where the clouds are parted upon
Memories of rose-tint glass
Bittersweet, bittersweet
Bleeding lips my empty plea
Are we slaves to fate and despair
Tracing stars that lead to nowhere
Treading shattered dreams I would rather not be loved than lost
What might have been
Between the hours of wake and sleep
Moments kiss you till death do they part
Travel stained, my heart is weary worn
Forlorn, a year of soulless wandering
We have tried too long to even cry
Your faded smile in my pocket
Your voice a silent tune
Bleeding lips, bleeding lips
Bittersweet my empty plea
Are we slaves to fate and despair
Tracing stars that lead to nowhere
Treading shattered dreams I would rather not be loved than lost
What might have been
Are we slaves to fate and despair
Tracing stars that lead to nowhere
Treading shattered dreams I would rather not be loved than lost
What might have been
What might have been