The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads, it eats away
Until all their focus becomes
The person they used to be,
The mistakes they made in their life.
Oh, if only they could see
That you cannot change what happened,
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you think about it,
No matter how much you cry.
Because the past is the past for a reason.
It's been, and now it is gone,
So stop trying to think of ways to fix it.
It's done, it's unchangeable; move on.
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be p
Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.
Tears
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Where gilded autumn dazzles hazy morning
And golden leaves sprinkle on marigold bea
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
I’m going to be famous!
I’m going to be great!
For every award
<Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
