Who will say goodbye
Will the reason stand in season
explanation follows treason
Look me in the eye.
Who will say goodbye
Perhaps an undelivered lie
a fine line
a misunderstanding of the heart
an actor lost in part
words to fall apart
......
Beneath the arches, time lets go,
A whispering current’s steady flow.
Bruised reflections drift and gleam,
Carrying burdens into the stream.
What once was heavy now feels light,
The bridge stands still through day and night.
For water passes, and so do we,
Letting the past dissolve, set free.
Ich öffene meine Hände,
als hielte ich Wasser,
das nie mir gehörte.
Der Wind nimmt
was ich nicht mehr halten kann,
ohne Eile,
ohne zurückzublicken.
Und irgendwo
......
I wonder, were you it? Will anyone ever love me the way you loved me, or were you it? Will anyone ever lose sleep thinking about me, pining over me the way you did, or were you it? I think you were it. I can’t sleep because I think you were it. Because now there is nothing. It’s done. And I will never again be loved so deeply. And I will never again be wanted so deeply. And I will never again be the reason he can’t sleep. How could you have ever loved me. There is nothing here deserving of love. How did you see this mess as something worth loving. Will anyone else see me the way you did. Please tell me you weren’t it. Please tell me you were only the beginning. tell me there is more.
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I'm ready to grieve now... so let there be tears
It’s time to move on to face all my fears
It’s time to let go now... so let there be pain
It’s time to start crying when I hear your name
My days have been frozen since you have been gone
My nights I just live in the words of our song
I cling to the past and all that we knew
......
Ich öffene meine Hände,
als hielte ich Wasser,
das nie mir gehörte.
Der Wind nimmt
was ich nicht mehr halten kann,
ohne Eile,
ohne zurückzublicken.
Und irgendwo
......
I open my hands,
as if holding water
that was never mine.
The wind takes
what I can no longer keep
without haste,
without looking back.
And somewhere
......
Ik vouw mijn handen open,
alsof ik water draag
dat niet van mij is.
De wind neemt
wat ik niet meer kan houden,
zonder haast,
zonder terugkijken.
En ergens
......
Who will say goodbye
Will the reason stand in season
explanation follows treason
Look me in the eye.
Who will say goodbye
Perhaps an undelivered lie
a fine line
a misunderstanding of the heart
an actor lost in part
words to fall apart
......
Beneath the arches, time lets go,
A whispering current’s steady flow.
Bruised reflections drift and gleam,
Carrying burdens into the stream.
What once was heavy now feels light,
The bridge stands still through day and night.
For water passes, and so do we,
Letting the past dissolve, set free.