It wasn't me.
It was the feet that froze to the ground...

In the past
A thousand and one ways...

In the midst of a transition.
Elope for the future with the present...

Sunrays piercing through tinted windowpanes
feelings exit like mass exodus...

Thats you...
so...

You told me you loved me...
you told her the same thing...

You told me you loved me...
you told her the same thing...

Setting foot to a brand new place...
in the mind was all about scoring As...

[moments to remember]
u told me u could be trusted...

She told herself she could go on with the fake...
but she realized...

She walked away... keeping her thoughts away...
she recalled the faces which were once so...