I am spent. Fresh out of hope. We're at a cracked, dark, dead end road. My heart is always screaming your name, but my brain doesn't seem to think the same.
When you had to go, I hope you know, its brighter in Bogota. Oh the sun yeah it shines. Yeah it's screaming.
Happiness in our last kiss.
The things that I have missed. I hope you know, that it's brighter in Bogota This day is finally over. The sun begins to set. These feelings I won't forget. I'll tell myself I'm fine. As you drive away for the last time.