Rattled to the core
My soul feels sore
Nothing’s ever for sure
Always just an encore
A continuation of a beautiful moment
But that moment becomes a memory
And that memory a distant story
Still searching for a place where things can last
The car stayed idle instead of reaching a stable destination
Inevitably it ran out of gas
Left on an old road somewhere in the past
No choice but to get out and travel
Watching and waiting with fear as a new path begins to unravel
You’re not in love with me, not really, you just love the way I always made you feel. Like you were the centre of my world. Because you were. I would have done anything for you.