Honesty The Reason
Days go by longer and time stands still,
we were kids living in a new world such a vivid memory.
Was it you? Was it me?
Was I that young picking my own identity?
The ocean reflects the sun rays,
torments and misbehaves,
a needle and thread let’s seam,
a dream we once had, you and me.
It comes in clearer as you walk on by,
you never gave a second chance to find a reason why.
Was it you? Was it me?
Was I that young picking my own identity?
The ocean reflects the sun rays,
torments and misbehaves,
a needle and thread let’s seam,
a dream we once had, you and me.
Stay where you are and we will find a way,
it just might take some time.
