the sun's setting on what was, setting on what could have been, in essence, all that lover's have sought. too slow to cherish what was had, until you haven't anything. Your fingers ache to have it once more. here's to long goodbyes, and all the songs they bring. romanticize, linger on what bliss with which we fly, and all that's promising. watch it slide here's to hope long for a silver line, tracing all that's darkening your days and their silences. wear your sorrow with a smile, to wear away the memories of what was near but never quite here. here's to long goodbyes, and all the songs they bring. romanticize, linger on what bliss with which we fly, and all that's promising. watch it slide here's to hope so you sing for the silence
the sun's setting on what was, setting on what could have been, in essence, all that lover's have sought. too slow to cherish what was had, until you haven't anything. Your fingers ache to have it once more. here's to long goodbyes, and all the songs they bring. romanticize, linger on what bliss with which we fly, and all that's promising. watch it slide here's to hope long for a silver line, tracing all that's darkening your days and their silences. wear your sorrow with a smile, to wear away the memories of what was near but never quite here. here's to long goodbyes, and all the songs they bring. romanticize, linger on what bliss with which we fly, and all that's promising. watch it slide here's to hope so you sing for the silence
