Tekstovi: Brigade. Come Morning We Fight. Four Kids To A Glockenspiel.

There's more to this than meets the eye.
You were the back seat driver, everyone knows that, around here.
And we have fallen, and we're reprised,
So many times I know, but you were in my life.

I still reside where you remain, (no I cannot)
I've made the same mistakes again, (yet fall behind)
I won't escape missed misery, (cause you're with my heart)
The death inside of you and me. (in one last dance)
I still remember everything you said, (no I cannot)
And I'm still listening, (yet fall behind)
And if you want, or need to know; (cause you're with my heart)
You'll always be my heart and soul.

In parallel worlds we align.
I hope you're not alone, I hope you're doing fine, and happy.
And if all I have to learn, is how to be sure I'll let go,
You can be my guide.

I still reside where you remain, (no I cannot)
I've made the same mistakes again, (yet fall behind)
I won't escape missed misery, (cause you're with my heart)
The death inside of you and me. (in one last dance)
I still remember everything you said, (no I cannot)
And I'm still listening, (yet fall behind)
And if you want, or need to know; (cause you're with my heart)
You'll always be my heart and soul.

I still reside where you remain, (no I cannot)
I've made the same mistakes again, (yet fall behind)
I won't escape missed misery, (cause you're with my heart)
The death inside of you and me. (in one last dance)
I still remember everything you said, (no I cannot)
And I'm still listening, (yet fall behind)
And if you want, or need to know; (cause you're with my heart)
You'll always be my heart and soul.