Letting loose of each others hand

Were letting loose were falling apart
were fading away from each others heart. What we said wasn't going to happen is starting to happen our flame has been darken. Its lights going dim the chance of staying together is slim. From 4 to 3 to 2 to 1 there is no more shining sun. We've tripped, now our hands have slipped. We choose the wrong door now there is no more