Paroles de 6:34

He waits for a line to stumble onto his lips Until he breaks the silence, silence This moment on forever and Years have passed but he looks at the clock And it still says six thirty four seasons have changed His light's not the same color of her eyes are different And he says "i've gotta do this I'm in transit We are over And i'm still hurting" "gotta move on Gotta move on We can't lie to ourselves anymore" He wants to tell her that he still loves her But he knows its not right, not right Tiny rivers crawling down his face As he begins to speak he cant believe That its come to this The spectrum of heartache is forever widening And he says, "i've gotta do this I'm in transit We are over And i'm still hurting" "gotta move on Gotta move on We can't lie to ourselves anymore" Why does it have to be like this