The words that we havent said, the words we wish we had said
The love we havent experienced, the respect we should have paid
The anger which never exploded, the laugh which never made us cry
The run which never touched the finishing line, the jump which never made us fly
The dream which didnt come true, the nightmare never meant to end
The book which was unfinished, the letter which was never sent
The kiss which didnt touch the lips, the paper plane which never took off
The free-kick which never reached the nets, The train which did not stop
The lines which never got written, the prayers which never got heard
The tune which never got a voice, the focus which was always blurred
The storm which never destroyed anything, the plant which never had a seed
The mimic who forgot his identity, the creative mind who never smoked weed
Things we didnt, things we couldnt, things we would have, things we should have
Things we repent, things we regret, things we avoid, but we never forget
Stories we store, deep inside the mind, recycle and reuse, whatever they depict
The heart is a fool, very old school, a stereotypical, nostalgia addict
Well there are two ways to live a life they say, either to let everything be
Or to change it they way we want it, create our own destiny
Let's think from our head, feel from our soul, let there be a whole new dawn
It's tough, its awful to let go, but its the fact; NOW is the time to move on
The love we havent experienced, the respect we should have paid
The anger which never exploded, the laugh which never made us cry
The run which never touched the finishing line, the jump which never made us fly
The dream which didnt come true, the nightmare never meant to end
The book which was unfinished, the letter which was never sent
The kiss which didnt touch the lips, the paper plane which never took off
The free-kick which never reached the nets, The train which did not stop
The lines which never got written, the prayers which never got heard
The tune which never got a voice, the focus which was always blurred
The storm which never destroyed anything, the plant which never had a seed
The mimic who forgot his identity, the creative mind who never smoked weed
Things we didnt, things we couldnt, things we would have, things we should have
Things we repent, things we regret, things we avoid, but we never forget
Stories we store, deep inside the mind, recycle and reuse, whatever they depict
The heart is a fool, very old school, a stereotypical, nostalgia addict
Well there are two ways to live a life they say, either to let everything be
Or to change it they way we want it, create our own destiny
Let's think from our head, feel from our soul, let there be a whole new dawn
It's tough, its awful to let go, but its the fact; NOW is the time to move on
