Let’s scribe onto the hearts only those memories that we wish to hold onto What else can we do Let’s let go and only suffer to what we can withstand There’s nothing we can do
It won’t be easy, when the tears that the leaving heart had to shed and the ones shed by the heart staying behind were so uneven. Nothing’s gonna be alright, but There were the moments; where every minute and second was precious, where I missed even when I was there with you. Only remember those.
If you yearn and await for those days that won’t come back, What difference does it make Even if you mess up the things, straining to fill up the vacuum, What difference does it make
It won’t be easy, when the tears that the leaving heart had to shed and the ones shed by the heart staying behind were so uneven. Nothing’s gonna be alright, but There were the moments; where every minute and second was precious, where I missed even when I was there with you. Only remember those.
That’s enough Is it pain or is it shame Whatever it is, it doesn’t matter We would always stand within that, and the time would just flow along And there’s no one here to blame
Sincerity is always so powerless Crumbling away like the sand and spraying out like the waves And you just can’t stop the rain
Whether you wanted it to or not, someday it falls And we would stand in it again And when you’re standing in the rain
There is very little we can do Our heart would wet, along with the rain.