Starting Over

by Viola   Feb 2, 2008


3 in the morning and the voices inside my head won't stop
Yeah, I know I should have made a difference
Not let it pass me by when I had the choice
But do you really think I knew that back then?

Your eyes were filled with pain and regret
Longing to be somewhere where this all makes sense
And I know far too well now
That that place was not here with me

So I wasn't begging you to stay- I wouldn't
You need to be somewhere by yourself
Where the waves of the ocean crash at your feet
Somewhere new, where no one knows your name

You're going to start this over, but not this way
I can't stand to have seen you cry as you left
Dry those tears, your bags were packed in the corridor
And minutes turned to hours far too soon

Suddenly it was all too late
I'm left trying to convince myself this isn't really the end
But it's sad when people you used to know
Become only memories folded inside a cardboard box

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