What was left when that fire was gone?000
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
trying to figure out what it's like moving on
And I don't even know what kind of things I said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead
So I'm picking up the pieces, now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending is starting again
All I want to do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got