This is every cold dead winter
Beckoning tearing up a frostbitten ground
Every seed we sowed and planted
Whether they erupted into flowers or not
After all is said and done
Stranger, I admit I was wrong
To abandon you
In my hopes of making you better
This is every ominous midnight
Wasted by the promise of an oncoming day
Every night that I spent alone there
The world around me bent beneath my selfish mistakes
After all is said and done
Stranger, I admit I was wrong
To abandon you
In my hopes of making you better
This is every golden moment
That led you to believe that you and I felt the same
Now your rusted heart's a reminder
Of how I pushed you away
After all is said and done
Stranger, I admit I was wrong
To abandon you
In my hopes of making you better
