The red sky behind you,nthe feeling you've been here before,nyou looked in the past dear,nthe things we all gave up then.nnI met you again there, nbut this time it went for real.nnWe talked for a short while,nwhile I snuck forward,nand touched your hand.nnYou looked in the past dear,nthe things we all gave up then.nnIts hard to forgive dear,nwhen you shoot all the things,that we loved...