It was only a year ago or so it seems.
A year ago, when looking back
To thoughts turned to popcorn games,
temptations turning heads.
A year ago when it wasn't quite ridiculous to lie.
It's not ridiculous to lie.
It might have even been the truth.
I'm never ever really sure about these things.
Either way just a few miles back from a good sleep.
I can't believe I couldn't see in that light,
Why do I still insist on falling back on my own hindsight?
I still miss it.
I still miss it.
I still miss it.
How could I miss it?
I still miss the truth.
but i miss it i still miss the
How could I turn my back on my own self?
Since the last time I said goodbye to what I knew it could give?
I still can't believem I haven't looked beyond it.
When will I ever see myself again?