(putting the past away)
On a dark and lonely highway,
Pedal to the floor,
We couldn't see the future,
And we couldn't ask for more.
You've been tied up and abandoned,
By all your sweetest friends,
But we talked about forgiveness,
And we talked about the end.
And we could be famous,
But we were never quite that beautiful...
We were never quite that thin.
And I'd pay the devil,
Just for one more night of purity...
Just to see you free again.
And I believe that this was meant to be.
And I can see the fear stuck in your eyes when you look at me.
But it's getting late,
Why don't we put the past away?
In a dark and lonely city,
Shadows on your face,
I asked you if you'd leave with me,
We could find a better place.
We could get away from everything.
Away from where we fell.
But would I forget my reasons?
And would I lose myself?
I stared right into your eyes,
And I told you you were beautiful,
We would make it there somehow...
But I never listened,
As you said to leave was pointless.
You were happy here right now.
And I believe that we were meant to be.
And I can see the tears stuck in your eyes when you look at me.
But it's getting late,
We should put the past away.
And the darkness fills the landscape,
And I fear that you don't care.
Maybe there's nothing for us here,
But there might be something for us there.
Still my mine is filled with hatred,
For all the people that we've met.
We made a solemn promise,
That we'd never forget.
So I still remember.
Oh, you kissed me ever gently,
And then you said, "Goodbye."
And that's how we parted,
Under the dusty graying,
Of the crystal morning sky.
And is this real? And were we meant to be?
'Cause I can feel the tears in my eyes when I think about the night you left me.
But it's getting late,
I'm gonna put the past away...
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