The first day of fall is the last day I'll kiss the sky
The cold air surprises, my bones have been spoiled by the summer's heat
The sun hides its face, and I'll hide mine too
And soooner or later this winter will rain down and leave me to wait for one year.

I'll be there, I'll be there.
Next year this time, I'll be there.
I dream of the past, and wish that I was there.

I am burning the letters of days gone by
I'm sorry, but I am scared that my heart will regret all the things that I've done
Breathe in all of the ashes of my mistakes.
Gently collapse, no one will notice that you're falling too short of your breath.

I've wasted more time dreaming than living. I've wasted more time dreaming.

So cherish these days, enjoy every breath like it will be the last of your life.
And never look back, and never look back.
Cause you won't forget why you cried.