Victims

Tell me why do we end up like this, my miss?

Losing ground, losing us, losing happiness

Now we have to let go of what's yours and mine

And we know it's okay, I guess we'll be fine.

And we know its okay,

And we know well be fine,

Will we meet again?

Or is this goodbye?

The last seventy miles spent in silence

Cause all excuses would seem like a crime

The last seconds to keep a promise

And the whole life behind

Tell me why it took us oh-so many times

To realize we are victims of You and I

One more kiss, one more dance, well, is it the end?

See the sun has set on our holyland

And we know its okay,

And we know well be fine,

Will we meet again?

Or is this goodbye?

The last seventy miles spent in silence

Cause all excuses would seem like a crime

The last seconds to keep a promise

And the whole life behind