The Riddle

Looking behind, searching the feels
It should’ve hurt but I recall the thrills
I haven’t forgotten i’m just used to it
It’s kinda glowing in the dark it holds
Still

You’ve became what they’re calling past
I should’ve known that it couldn’t last
It could be easy and it could be fast
But it still carry all the questions 
I’ve never asked

Somewhere, you could be fine
Somewhere, you have to find
Somewhere, he’s not the one
You came through miles and miles of rain and sometimes bit of lights
But he’s a shooting star

Don’t ask for the unreal
Don’t beg for senseless feels
Don’t pray for awful sins
We’ve played and I got lost
Guess I’m not strong enough to act the way I did

Somewhere, you could be fine
Somewhere, you have to find
Somewhere, he’s not the one
You came through miles and miles of rain and sometimes bit of lights
But he’s a shooting star

You are afraid of songs
You’re scared of hearing what was wrong
But I need to move on