When It's Over

It's over. Is it?
It failed. Did it?
Should we, forget it?
Should we, hide it?...

It was good, until then
It did end, but when?
When i thought that,
I'd be the one to hold your hand

Was something wrong? I guess so
Was nothing right? Don't know
Am i sad? Maybe,
But at the very least, i don't show

The road seems to groan,
The wind, still as cold
Under the light of a staring moon,
Walks a man, so alone

I've been here, seen this
Been there, done that
I feel it, its different
because now, it seems so sad

Sad because of what I was,
and sad because of what I will be
sad because we'll never be one
sad because we never will be...

I'm changing, or maybe
I've changed
Its over, it really is
And sadly, it wasn't arranged

The day i found myself,
Not waiting for your text
The day i found that it was
getting lesser, and lesser, perplexed

More often that not,
I've lost what I sought
But less often than I do,
I find someone, someone like you

I guess, its no more late nights
No more useless fights
No more climbing heights
No more sleepless nights...

The day will come,
when I fall for someone else
When it comes, I'll know
that I wont be looking inside myself

I'll be so sure,
It seem like it was planned
That day might not be far,
Might even be close at hand

The wind will pass,
The clouds will fade,
Sometimes we have to give in,
Even if, it cuts like a blade...