i miss you most on winter mornings
as we drift we slip through evenings, whoa-oh
we drive into the cold and dark with fingers crossed
i follow your lies to avoid from getting lost
and all i had was the memory of what was
so let's pretend it never mattered to us
i hope this message finds you well
i never thought i'd live to tell
just to survive we do what we can
we read the maps and signs, and we make the plans
by our design i write it down to get me by
the worst time in my life
and all i had was the memory of what was
so lets pretend it never mattered to us
i hope this message finds you well
i never thought i'd live to tell
what's a dream and what is real, the way i really feel
i hope this message finds you well
i never thought i'd live to tell
what's a dream and what is real?
so let's pretend this is the ending (ending...ending)
to the message i've been sending (sending...sending)
and all i had was the memory of what was
so lets pretend it never mattered to us
i hope this message finds you well
i never thought i'd live to tell
what's a dream and what is real, the way i really feel |