57 acessos
Walking through the city we grew up in
And everything has changed again
I remember fighting to believe in the truth and how the good will win
But we were young, almost in love
Too scared to reach out for what it was
Walking past the houses that you grew up in
And man, it looks so different now
Remembering the story of your first kiss
The feeling of my heart ripped out
But we were young, almost in love
Too scared to reach out for what it was
Looking back, we tried to laugh
Silly kids, the ghosts of past
You were just a girl who wrote a letter
It said that we were dearest friends.
I pushed myself to read a little further
It said we would be till we’re dead
But we were young, almost in love
Too scared to reach out for what it was
Looking back, we tried to laugh
Silly kids, the ghosts of past