Devastated By The Stimulation Of Love
Which Multiplied Feelings In My Brain
And I Was So Convinced
That You Felt The Same
My Heart Would Beat An Instrumental
And Your Voice Would Acapella
I Thought The Symphony Of That Sound
Would Surely Last Forever
And Then The Music Stopped
And You Were Nowhere Near
Through The Silence
I Heard The Sound Effects Of My Tears
'Drip'...It’s Over
'Drip'...It’s Over
I Can’t Believe
It’s Over
So I Drive Up Memory Lane
To See Those Sunny Days Once More
But The Showers Of Sadness
Rain And They Pour
My Vision Becomes Blurry
And I Spin Out Of Control
Just As I Start To Remember
Reality Crashes Me Off The Road
Now I’m A Nervous Wreck
A Lonely Soul In The Wind
My Heart Hitch’hikes Up Memory Lane
Until We Meet Again
I’m Hurt…..
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