We wrote the song
Tune is the Love we sing along...

I'm walking alone
Thinking why love went wrong...

Like ice melts on your warm palm
Once it melts...

Sweat rolling down on my nose
Teeth becoming tight...

Until we meet again
You'll see I'm strong...

Familiar scent every morning
Eyes that really burning...

Scent of candles rubbing my nose
I get a knife, as wrist tightly closed...

Dried petals on the floor
Ashes from burned photographs...

Looking so far away
Cold breeze on this moonlight bay...

You don't need to hold my hand
If your mind seems so far away...

I showed you the hundred reasons to hold on
But you gave me one reason to let go...

How fool Am I to trust again
For a hundred chances I wish to win...