my heart stopped beating months ago
you tell me you wouldn't stay, so i'll leave
in the early morning light, you miss me by sunset
the resetting cycle like the seasons
repeats itself again and again and again

i've got a story
don't you wish i knew that i was going to say?
your imagination soars, above the highest cloud
believe me when i say "beleiving was the hardest part"
when you see that; see that i am telling
the truth to you, my dear

i'm running for miles and miles and miles
just to catch a glimpse of you
i'm running for miles across this desert
and the mirage has got me tricked, i'm falling too
some are things just going wrong again
and i don't know what to be

though my heart stopped beating months ago
you told you wouldn't stay, so i'll leave
in the early morning light, you'll miss me by sunset
resetting cycle like the season; repeats itself
again and again and again

oh, the choices.