She smiled So bright the sun was envious and I was blinded and lost in the darkest parts. The darkest parts of her hair, her mouth, her eyes. "Would
We roll the windows down to feel the air The sun is falling low again We watch the darkness coming through the trees and find our hands together again
Sinking in the words We're in over our heads The hardest words to say Are ones that should've long been said We make the hardest sounds We say goodbye
Hand in hand We can stand And bring back The fallen plans again Say it's over now Head in hands A guilty place You can't hide from Your own disgrace
