syndulla

I'm tired of saying sorry
For every single thing
I'll make it up to me
I owe it to myself
I'm tired of losing feeling
From thoughts about your mind
I put the words in my head
Wanna know you're fine

Too many times
I let me down
Too many times
I needed me

And now that you're gone
The storm comes
Waiting patiently
Nothing to see
When will this day end
To see your face again
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh

Pieces of you
Burn through
Many moments of my life
Not through
Giving up
On the ways you built me up
Worlds on fire
Wanna fly away

And now that you're gone
The storm comes
Waiting patiently
Nothing to see
When will this day end
To see your face again
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-o-o-o-oh