Well our hugs are done and the years are closed
and the last days seemed so normal
with sight for the horizon
and sense for the future
I thought I'd be happy when we were done

Flickering stills paint my mind
but why didnt you find me?
Eighteen candles waver this toast to the past
which will never end
would you still let me be yours if i asked?

What makes this so hard?
And why can't we smile?
without the tears and lips telling lies?
Dont let this be goodbye
Dont let us say goodbye

A cup raised high
to the night meant for beggenings
And let tears be forgotten
Till the champegn pours
So remember their faces
And all of the places
That you could stay at home

So why do you pray forever?
And Why is it the past that always wins?
Answers come easy but questions are
Rare to these educated equations
And here we are
Waking up to damp eyes
And tattooed feelings
Painting art on air
formally dressing for the end of our existiance

Your waiting on me and here I am
lost and forgotten all too soon
feeling too much at home
at the place we hate
expecting each day
when now its too late
too turn back

So heres to the anthem
Of all our years gone by
and the songs played for each other
And the notes for the hearts
and for the broken nights
that we left for ourselves
like crash landed kites