time passes us by
faster than we can count
as we shift from what is right
to not having any doubt
i was holding your hand
as we walked beside the sea
feeling as soft as the wet sand
beneath our feet
you were asking what all this meant
when i realized
what happened to all our time spent...
*short instrumental build up*
*chorus*
wondering what each other was thinking
when we made that move
after we took that hit
grabbed that drink
why is this so much better
than what is real?
(than what is real)
the most destructive is legal...
at least one of them
(at least one of them)
for what reason?...
everyone needs some time
to have a good time
(to have a good time)
*end chorus*
i was holding your hand
as we walked beside the sea
feeling as soft as the wet sand
beneath our feet
you were asking what all this meant
when i realized
what happened to all our time spent...
*repeat chorus*
*interlude*
the blood thins
our heart weakens
to what is true
to what is true
to what is true
(repeat)
*instrumental section*
why is this so much better
than what is real?
than what is real?
i was holding your hand
as we walked beside the sea
feeling as soft as the wet sand
beneath our feet
you were asking what all this meant
when i realized
what happened to all our time spent...
