All my friends say they don't mind
That I'm running all the time
Only pieces in my hands
That could show you where I've been
And if I could take another look
At chances that I never took
Things don't look the same
New regrets I'll never shake
And if this would be the end
Do you think we could pretend
That we never were apart
I always kept you in my heart
But if I went back on sophmore days
We lived in elevated haze
Things don't look the same
Forever lost are golden days
Don't take this the wrong way
I know we're losing touch
Can we stop losing touch?
Don't take this the hard way
I know were giving up
Can we stop giving up?
And if this was my last chance
(my last chance)
To say what I mean
Do you think you'd agree?
I've been fading for weeks now
(I've been fading)
And I'm already gone
But do I keep moving on?