sweetness of a dream
all within the solace of ur arms
misunderstandins tat causes rifts
when the both of us begins to drift
and love does not heal all wounds

i love the way i waste my life
i love the way i waste my time
u noe it aint wasted cuz its spent waitin for ya

lettin go doesnt seem so easy
neither a choice to go forward nor backwards
buryin it under them all
hopin to forget when time passes by
like u always do
like u always do
still like the one i knew