Crying
Close
What has passed in between our telephones will undo
Two years of mysteries but i still think of you
As my favorite friend
And "it is not worse or better it's just different"
Once in a while i inch along the bend behind
What was familiar, but i know that i am fine
Give me
Time
If it is true
The saga returns to you
And now that old secrets are set free
I hope that you never forget me
Saved a secret
Something hidden
I am quiet
Will you listen