Time, and answers for peoples cries.
And I loved the way that you say my name.
But I'm chasing the path with nothing but the pieces left of your ghost to find you.
Are you happy, baby?
These days, I should have known, are the stories of our lives.
Someday maybe we'll meet again.
Someday maybe we'll meet again.
Time, the waitings the hardest part.
And knowing when you're alone again.
Just give me the chance to begin.
The pieces left of your heart should come home.
Even though you hate it.
These days, I should have known, are the stories of our lives.
Someday maybe we'll meet again.
Someday maybe we'll meet again.
Memories of you keep me in two.
So thanks for nothing, see you around.
I loved the way you say my name.
Complicated now as it has always been.
The pieces left of your ghost should come home.
Are you happy, baby?
These days, I should have known, are the stories of our lives.
Someday maybe we'll meet again.
Someday maybe we'll meet again, but thanks for the good time.