You try it all, and you walk alone. You're a candle burning at both ends. And you can't stop
thinking, that I'm somehow still dreaming. This worlds to perfect for me... for me.
And I can't say its fair, never wanting to be here. But its all I really have right now. Could
it be right to think its wrong, to find out how to carry on, and I find myself in my dreams... my dreams,
of yesterday.
I'll try it all, and I'll walk alone. Someday I'll end up letting go. We'll try it all, but
walk together. This time now we'll have it all... it all.
And I want you to know, I've come to terms with this.
