Looking back, I find many holes along the path
Where there once was only kindness
I saw you far away, with that same old knowing grin
That would melt the fears I had about our love
You and I, we ran; yeah, we hoped we'd never lose this thought
We'd keep it close next to our hearts
Favoring our wants, we dispelled what darkness wrought
The reality of where we are, and where we've been
Cold, dead trees