The sun's setting on what was
Setting on what could have been
In essence, all that lover's have sought
Too slow to cherish what was had
Until you haven't anything
Your fingers ache to have it once more
Here's to long goodbyes
And all the songs they bring
Romanticize
Linger on what bliss with which we fly
And all that's promising
Watch it slide
Here's to hope
Long for a silver line
Tracing all that's darkening your days
And their silences
Wear your sorrow with a smile
To wear away the memories of what was near
But never quite here
Here's to long goodbyes
And all the songs they bring
Romanticize
Linger on what bliss with which we fly
And all that's promising
Watch it slide
Here's to hope
So you sing for the silence