in an airport I heard a song you once played said it was such a good thing

you thought you would





fade the singer held us in her arms that day in a sequined suit she took

us worlds away sometimes I used to go to parties to find someone who'd


make me feel that way in




a world of concrete in frames of steel things come down but some stay on


for real the clearest memory like a photo fades faces blur but yours has


stayed the same when I




moved on and told you I'd changed that there was no room for you in


those days you wrote me letters I kept I saved I never read them but the

feeling stayed sometimes I





used to go to parties to find someone who'd make me feel that way in a

world of concrete in frames of steel things come down but some stay on


for real the clearest




memory like a photo fades faces blur but yours has stayed the same I


can't explain, might never know the reason why, the things I chose to


leave behind while they still glow




nostalgia makes us yearn for days we never knew but you're the day that


came to a world of concrete to frames of steel things come down,but

you're the one that's real