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Years

It's not the years that stand between us
It's not the choices that we've made
It's not the people we belong to
It's not the hearts that always break

It's nothing like we're used to
It's so surreal to think
That the people we've turned into
Are too afraid to dream

I'd wait a lifetime
For a moment here with you
But where would you be in hinsight
If you only knew?

We're missing out on freedom
We're running out of joy
We're lacking hope within us
We're almost out of time

I cannot see the end here
How about you?
I can't put this behind me
I wouldn't even want to.

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