كلمات Static

think of good times mind the bad times try to divert my gaze just to come back to this place crooked spin deja vu i'm gonna walk this way place without you a million miles, a perfect view to erase the routine, to save me and you i try to leave it all behind and still i think about you i try to leave it all behind think of good times mind the bad times try to turn my face away from yesterday's grace nothing's easy anymore i've overestimated myself i try to remember how to forget but it's getting harder day by day think of good times mind the bad times cannot divert my gaze i hope this is just a phase the nights are long and the words unsaid i'm still waiting for a phone-call a list of excuses in my head which you wouldn't understand at all i cannot leave it all behind still i think about you i cannot leave it all behind without talking to you i cannot leave it all behind i just cannot leave it all behind you ought to know you're still on my mind