Moving On

Suppose I never ever saw you.
Suppose we never ever called.
Suppose I kept on singing love songs.
Just to break my own fall.
Just to break my fall.
And all of my friends say that of course it's gonna get better.

I never love nobody fully.
Always one foot on the ground.
And by protecting my heart truly.
I got lost in the sounds.

I hear in my mind all of these voices.
I hear in my mind all of these words.
I hear in my mind all of these music.
And it breaks my heart.

Toriq Ziyad