Breaking Up

Softer Runs The Sadness Water

A Dream Or A Memory Crushed

Then Soft And Sweet the Unsaid Whisper

The End Is Never Rushed

Wishing, Hoping, And Crying Soul

As An Innocent Heart Is Pulled

We Rush Around, We Rush Around

And To Love We Are A Fool

So Pack Up Time

And Drag It Along

The Party's Over

What Went Wrong

And Why Are We So Different?