Tekstovi: Story of the Year. Save One.

I took precious life for granted,
In the time yours was in bloom
So without it I'm here in my life's afternoon.

Time always seems to take forever,
When everything you see is new.
But in a moment I found that that's not always true. (not always true)

Cause the morning's over now,
and the search for higher ground,
So much easier said than done.
When you're not here.
And the morning's come and gone,
Standing here under the sun.
So much easier said than done.
When we're all here.
Save one.

In our young mind it was easy,
To plan a lifetime like a day.
Just as easily to find it all taken away. (Taken away)
And now I stand in devastation,
Where my world crashed down today.
Never thought that I'd hear the last words you would say.

But the morning's over now,
and the search for higher ground.
So much easier said than done,
When you're not here.
And the morning's come and gone,
Standing here under the sun.
So much easier said than done.
When we're all here.

Save one. Save one.


And I assumed you'd always be there.
Now the moment that you've fell.
And tomorrow bids farewell (farewell).
What you left behind is greater
(Than a photograph can tell.)
The memory has failed.
Though you're time's done with the sun.
There's still a million things unsaid and done.

But the morning's over now,
And the search for higher ground.
So much easier said than done.
When you're not here.
And the morning's come and gone,
Standing here under the sun.
So much easier said than done.
When we're all here.

But the morning's over now
(And you're not here.)
And the search for higher ground.
(But you're not here.)
And the morning's come and gone,
Standing here under the sun.
So much easier said than done.
When we're all here.

Save one.
Save one.
Save one.