This is called, falling out of love.
Your hand I know.

And though our hands are clasped tight were still letting go.

Stop holding on.

Oh what a shame, what a shame, the flowers are all gone.

And in the spaces in between I used to fill up with the dreams of you and me.

Now I find myself needing more,

And I don’t know why I can’t love you like before.


Take me back to the moments I was a smile lost in you.

Now, you’re yesterday.

And with every thought I‘m thinking I can feel you slipping,

sinking farther away.

I need to tell you now, but don’t want to lose you now,

After all we’ve been through to watch you tumbling down.

I need to tell you before these words can hurt you more.

If there was any other way I could make the feelings I had stay,

I would do it, but I don’t know how.

That’s why I’m telling you now, that’s why I’m telling you now…