When did this change? When did the silence become empty, and conversation forced?
There are a million things to say, a thousand things to fight for, a hundred things to give up on.
And despite it all, we remain static.
The brightest of summer has faded into none of the vibrance of fall.
Like an insignificant leaf, will the winds of change blow us away without a thought?
Will winter come sooner than planned?
I've had so many words, but I had no courage.
Now we're saying goodbye.
Don't want to miss you tonight.
Tell me it's not over now.
I can change you're mind somehow
I - I give it all.
I trip and fall for you.
And I hope you wouldn't mind just one more try for something new.
I need you, I need you.
Don't be shocked if I cry.
You've changed me inside.
He is We
"Give it all"
