William Beckett Our Story's Already Been Told
All night lying in bed.
I'm not asleep but I'm dreaming.
Those days locked in my head.
I can't close my eyes without seeing.
What we could possibly be.
If I walk away then I'm leaving half a life.
Tearing out the pages it took so long to write.
... We both know how it goes.
Well, I'd change it if I could.
But our story's already been told.
One cold dark afternoon.
You stood there in the doorway.
A conversation ensued that we knew would happen eventually.
Now that chapter is closed.
I just keep reading and feeling half a life.
Tearing out the pages it took so long to write.
We both know how it goes.
Well I'd change it if I could.
But our story's already been told.
Our story's already been told.
Here I am.
Pouring over details.
Here I am pouring over every word.
I wanted you to say.
Still trying to find a way
To get closer... To the words I've never heard
Ohh, Ohh.
All night lying in bed.
I'm not asleep but I'm dreaming.
Those days locked in my head.
If I walk away than I'm leaving half a life.
Tearing out the pages it took so long to write.
We both know how it goes.
I'd change it if I could.
But our story's already been told.
Our story's already been told.
Our story's already been told.
