I am walking on broken glass
Not caring where I am
Because what we had
Slowly slipped through our arms
Faded like dew on grass
We were like
Star dust in the night sky
Diamonds on blue velvet
A painter's master piece
But there was still a part of me
That wanted to hold back
Coz the whispers in my blood
Built fear in trying alone
Coz there's pain in beliving solo
Only to find I should have known
This was just Deja vu
Now that its over
Funny enough it doesn't hurt as
Much.
