We talk, talk, talk..

CLOSE,

..But not the same.

Putting back the pieces that remain.

You said it would be easy,
But I can feel the strain.






Does everything mean nothing?





I'm back on the scales weighing it up.

We crash, crash, crash with nothing left to burn.
We try to turn the tables we have turned.

Covering the cracks won't make them disappear.

I've lost count of the times that we've been here

Seems everyone around me has been fooled,

WHERE'S THE SPARK WHEN THE SPARK HAS GONE?





It's so hard to change when life gets in the way.