Ghost Mice - Undone lyrics

I'm as thin as the wind in November Just when it starts to blow cold So I'll raise my gla** to remember I'll make my empty toast I said here's to the future that came and went Here's to the past the days well spent Here's to the melodies and here's to the harmonies That will never show their faces again The chorus is never coming in The chorus is never coming in The chorus is never coming in The chorus is never coming in And here's to the paths that we choose Here's to the gambles that we win and we lose Here's to decisions that we make Here's to the hearts we awaken just to break The chorus is never coming in The chorus is never coming in The chorus is never coming in The chorus is never coming in And here's to the things we leave undone Here's to all the unfinished songs... And here's to those days And here's to those days Yeah, here's to those days Yeah, here's to those days Won't you help me say goodbye? Won't you help me say goodnight? Won't you help me say so long? Won't you help me finish my song?