I was on the wayside
Leaving in the morning light
Holding on to given signs
Everything is sort in need
You were on the other side
Never knew it didn't was like
Following the given signs
Leaving us too cold inside
I left to my imagination
Pushing slowly but the corner stone
Now I tried to believe you
Where the fade sees to be true
How did you know that you want me
The last time you were everything there was to be
