forevermore

Lyrics

these are just the three degrees of, failing. first it's in your voice and how it's, trailing. i can tell my grip on you is, fading. 'cause i can feel your disposition, changing. so say that this is still where i belong, or tell me i'm wrong. and i'll put my bags down, and close the door. and we'll get back to our forevermore. i can't look at you, it hurts too - too much to. like a ghost you're here, but i can't touch you. so just pretend you're blind and you can't see me. and we will drift apart and sail on, freely.