What if there is no tomorrow ? There wasnt one today.
Relationships move in circles ; faces never cease to change.
I cant recall the truth I said. I only know the sound of her name.
And I can always find my way
But I cant come back the way I came
I cant come back the way I came.
I sighed not so and let her go.
She stood in the doorway.
And Ive heard some cry at last goodbyes, but all my hand could do was wave.
She second guessed the truth I said, and wondered if I did the same.
I can always find my way
But I cant come back the way I came.
I cant come back the way I came.
I cant come back the way I
And she said, It doesnt matter to me if the glass is empty or if its full : its whats left in the bottle.