To Cross Out Everything

The passing days have bled together
Like the words on your palms
Choking back the recollections
Of everything that could have been
The passing days have bled together
Like the words on your palms
Choking back the recollections
Of everything that could have been

Your embrace can still be felt
I won't let this feeling pass
Your embrace can still be felt
I won't let this feeling pass

This feels like this could be the end

This feels like this could be the end
This feels like this could be the end
This feels like this could be the end
This feels like this could be the end

This could be the end
Of what we held between our hands
This could be the end
Of what we held between our hands
This could be the end
Of what we held between our hands

No matter how far I must reach
My arms will stay outstretched
So one day our fingers become
Woven together again

No matter how far I must reach
My arms will stay outstretched
So one day our fingers become
Woven together again