Is so very close to dying
You can't turn back again
That you couldn't even tell
Is so difficult to mend
But wanting
Is so very close to crying
Tiny leaves from small seeds
But seeing
Where is your hope?
When we make the same mistakes?
When the whole thing feels so strange?
Is not the same thing as needing
The hurting that we send
Is not the same as believing
That keep you from falling down
That keep you from falling down
Outside in the street
There's no need to pretend
To tall trees do grow
When there's nothing to defend
It's all bittersweet
Hold on to the good things
How my heart aches
When everything has changed
You think you're not to blame
Underneath your feet
Deep water flows
It's all gone up in smoke
You do it so politely
We come and go
More than I can take
And living
How come you keep on talking
You struggle on and on
What are we really learning
Is so different to keeping
Now it's just the same old joke
You used to be so funny
The grass is growing greener
When everything goes wrong
And laughing
Hold on to the good things
You're anything but strong
It gets you in the end
And loving
To find where you belong
