Open the doors that you cannot
Down, down, down with the arc
Second hand growing
I know I can't fight it for long
Second chance be open
Gone again, it was like the wind
Gone again, it was like she had said
So now the game we play
I've got the last piece of the puzzle we've left to make
And the only one gone is you
And the only one left is me
Love in the August
That was all August
August, August
Honestly, I'm tired of fighting, I'm tired of running
I can decide my own way
I can decide, I can decide
Decide which which way to go
Got to view the end
Gone it went