| As time progresses |
| My distress grows restless |
| I falter as I try to fight |
| The fright of tomorrow |
| As age turns the pages |
| Pictures get blurred, old faces fade |
| How could I lose you? |
| I’m so far away |
| Losing sight of you and all of yesterday |
| Never filters through my head (head) |
| Memories hung on a thread (thread) |
| And it seems like I’m never coming back |
| To that place we loved |
| Where stories came to life |
| Fantasies in our hearts |
| And all that’s left of me |
| Is nothing without you |
| My innocence, my brittleness, my mirror |
| Little me |
| Do I miss you? Do I miss you? |
| Good god, I do |
| How could I lose you? |
| So easily, so easily |
| You slipped away from me |
| Now you reside in my dreams |
| Far out of reach, my reach |
| Maybe I should just prepare |
| To bid farewell to everything we once shared |
| Moving forward makes me scared |
| Hard to look so far ahead |
| And it seems like I’m losing myself |
| In a cynical sea of doubt |
| Searching for a shore |
| As I slowly start to drown |
| And all that’s left of me |
| Is nothing without you |
| My innocence, my brittleness, my mirror |
| Little me |
| How could I lose you? |