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The phrases repeat everyday
They echo the past, the present, the future
Each word hiding the remains of my regrets
Can we just runaway

We could just runaway to a field of dreams
Just running through the field away from the world, away from reality
No more waking up in the morning feeling no need to live
No more forcing the racing thoughts away until the night

We promised forever and ever.
A pinky promise five years ago
That our smile would be forever, but
Who knew that was never,

Like a thousand words
Our memories are still an open book to me.
Though the day you left
They became blurred, and I became blind to the world

My regrets became a repeated pattern to me
A war inside my head every day
Some days i lay awake for hours and reminisce
Most days I wish I can be free

I still wish that you would've stayed
Did you actually mean the words of our promise?
Or did you only mean your silent goodbye.
Yet I still look at you the same

We used to climb the playground monkey bars
To talk and laugh for hours
And just forget the world below us
We'd dream of running away to the stars from afar.