If only it had never happened,
if only it had never been.
To bad things never went back to normal,
like those times of way back when.
Those times when you'd take my hand,
and we’d run away to nowhere.
Or when you’d wrap me in your comforting arms
When the pain was too hard to bare.
The days when we'd fight
about the most silly mistakes.
When we’d try to act all serious inside
when really our anger just breaks.
It used to be all laughs
and not one single tear
what happened to those days
when loosing you wasn't my fear?
I never realized that in the future
our feelings would slowly be fading
that every single little word we spoke
would eventually be debating.
And now all of our most needed trust
has been lost right down the drain,
nothing we ever say or do
can now, take away this pain.
So what ever happened to all of those good times?
What happened to our dreams?
Even though it's a miracle
being with you is harder than it seems.
