I'm holding on to the first time
She looked up and smiled
Breakfast in the kitchen
Phonecalls across the miles
I'm holding on to the last time
She looked down and cried
Dinner on the table
Tears and last goodbyes
The same moon
The same rooms
And one more quiet song
The same heart
Falling apart
And trying to move on
Trying to move on
Fighting to survive
Build it to the sky
I'm letting go of the good times
That haunt me in my dreams
An island sky and Hold On Tight
Are fading memories
I'm letting go of the bad times
That bleed me time I'm dry
Unpaid debts and When You Left
And two sets of bloodshot eyes
The same moon
The same rooms
And one more quiet song
The same heart
Falling apart
And trying to move on
Trying to move on
Fighting to survive
Build it to the sky
love,
jbg
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