If birds flying south is a sign of changes
At least you can predict this every year.
Love, you never know the minute it ends suddenly
I can't get it to speak
Maybe finding all the things it took to save us
I could fix the pain that bleeds inside of me
Look in your eyes to see something about me
I'm standing on the edge and I don't know what else to give.


Do you know what it feels like
loving someone that's in a rush to throw you away.
Do you know
Do you know what it feels like
to be the last one to know the lock on the door has changed.