Past Chance

Words left unsaid
It's not the gift
It's the thought that counts
Pages unread
Stories and pictures
Collecting dust

So take a deep breath
And figure out just why
You walked away
And if it makes sense
It's better this way

Change of season
The snow on the ground
Has begun to fade
Stupid reason
For leaving me here
But there's no regrets

So take a deep breath
And figure out just why
You walked away
And if it makes sense
It's better this way