It all seems so impossible,
the events of the last year...
Its strange to think,
because i don't believe...
When I was a young girl
I do believe in fairy tales...
I don't think he likes me anymore
But the ride tasted so good...
This is one of those that I've never understood...
And like I said I never thought I'd write one of...
And it's the realisation that hits you hard
When you no longer hold what you could have had...
Tonight I will allow my mind
to drift into the past...
On this month, a few years ago.
Our love wilted, it stopped to grow...
Friction of gravels
that brush against my shoe...
You will always be,
that seventeen year old girl...
Do you remember that time that I asked you, if you...
It was me giving you a hint, that I wanted to get...
Open your eyes,
See the world...