| It seems my youth has outgrouwn me, | |
| I'm stuck in a place where I don't want to be. | |
| Old friends houses, where they once lived, | |
| cuz they all grew up and I couldn't forgive. | |
| Why should i spend time in the past, trying to flip that hourglass? | |
| I can't help but feel betrayed, familiar streets that just aren't the same. | |
| Nothing stayed to see me through. | |
| Everything changed, now I must too. | |
| Just progression? I could not see? | |
| We found new things and no longer could agree. | |
| Grew so distant, parted ways, while I'm still left thinking of the days. | |
| But why should i spend time in the past, trying to flip that hourglass? | |
| I can't make new memories with all the same sceneries. | |
| This place has nothing except all the promises that were not kept | |
| (Because) when we treid to relive it all came out wrong, | |
| wasn't the same so we chose to move along. | |
| Still have stories from the days taht shaped us all in so many ways. | |
| Looking back we realize some of the best times of our lives |