When I think over these years alone
I sometimes feel a cold wind
blowing back in my face

Truth is we love each other
we never stopped
we're obsessed and failed to do a thing with it
we couldn't make a life together

Couldn't give up the love
we wouldn't bend down to its power
problem's easy enouh to describe
we never described it at that time
well…

Making a good life
where's the point in doing it all alone
shut it all out
that's how it seems I have found peace

we
never
said
look
this
is
how

we
feel

so where do we go from here?