How would I know?
If my rains ever drench your dreams,
If those lonely roads I walk on,
Miss the warmth of those yellow lights,
And your hands feel cold,
For there ain’t a fire burning for miles,
And all you can do is walk,
With me, in your thoughts,
How would I know?
If our lips ever melted together in one,
And you wake up,
To find it was just a dream,
How would I know?
How fragile we could’ve been,
For we never shattered ourselves into us,
We let our pain break into two,
And yours was mine,
While mine stumbled on the rocks of our guilt,
And I woke up,
But how would you know?