I guess I could've sent a letter from the road. With words that always meant more then updates on the phone. The signals fading fast and the ink is running out.
I guess I could have sent a letter from the road,. with words that always meant more than updates on the phone.. The signal's fading fast and the ink is running out..
We're falling faster. This is the last year. Just a few more hours. Until we are all alone. This never happens. Changing with fashion. Just a few more hours.