The rain falls on the window pane, Reflecting all the things we've been through
And it's no good looking back, I know, Because time's a thief and I believe that I'm too old for that
We're just saying the things we said, But now it's just a fading dream
Now it's just stress, And I can't help but think of where we went wrong
It's too late to try and turn back the clock, I'm too old for that, baby, you know I'm not
A photograph on the bedside table, A silent reminder of the love we made
We're just saying the things we said, But now it's just a fading dream
And I can't help but think of where we went wrong
It's too late to try and turn back the clock, I'm too old for that, baby, you know I'm not
I know I should let go, move on, find someone new, But the echoes of your voice keep calling me back to you
And I can't help but think of where we went wrong
It's too late to try and turn back the clock, I'm too old for that, baby, you know I'm not
I know I should let go, move on, find someone new, But the echoes of your voice keep calling me back to you
And I can't help but think of where we went wrong
It's too late to try and turn back the clock, I'm too old for that, baby, you know I'm not
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