syndulla

I'm tired of saying sorry

For every single thing

I'll make it up to me

I owe it to myself

I'm tired of losing feeling

From thoughts about your mind

I put the words in my head

Wanna know you're fine

Too many times

I let me down

Too many times

I needed me

And now that you're gone

The storm comes

Waiting patiently

Nothing to see

When will this day end

To see your face again

O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh

O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh

O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh

O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh

Pieces of you

Burn through

Many moments of my life

Not through

Giving up

On the ways you built me up

Worlds on fire

Wanna fly away

And now that you're gone

The storm comes

Waiting patiently

Nothing to see

When will this day end

To see your face again

O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh

O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh

O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh

O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh