Day after day
Year after year
Passing the time wishing you were here
Day after day
Year after year
Accepting the fact that you won't ever come back
What is there left to do
Things won't ever be the same
The news hit me so quickly
Feels like it was yesterday
I'm stuck, living in the past
Wishing I could travel back
This is the price I pay
For holding back on what I wanted to say
Always hold on to your friends
You're gone
Never to be seen again
Day after day
Year after year
Passing the time wishing you were here
Day after day
Year after year
Accepting the fact that you won't ever come back