Broken dreams

i see you crying all along
listening to my favorite song
why are you missing me so bad
after you said that you’ve had enough

did i fail to recognize?
the picture you used to keep inside
is this true, is that really me
you’re looking forward to

it’s okay to look back
to a love story you used to have
a book close to perfection
in a long run of imperfection

it’s not about us now
the scene is heading to its end now
this is about you
and who you have become
so close your eyes
and bury this broken dreams alive

i’ve waited far too long
just to realize what could be wrong
solutions have lost its way
back to the promise we both did share