Now that the worst part is over
Will we grow up or solely grow older?
The thrill's been all gone
I've been writing down wrongs
For what I thought would be too long
Since the daydreams
Slipped into the nighttime
Where we trudged alone under the moonlight
We casted tall shadows
That appeared to have halos
Although we're no longer angels
And I still don't
Know what may go down tomorrow
'Cause this pain that we've all seemed to borrow
We shouldered the blame
Let it become ingrained
While we were coming of age
Then those days came
And went without a warning
Like a lover who's gone before morning
And the memory is fleeting
All the ghosts in the evening
Remind me of those feelings
Now the heart on my sleeve (heart)
And the soles of my shoes (soul)
They still hang onto me
Although they're ragged and ruined
Like I stay hanging onto
The things I could've been
