(Tell me how it started)
(Tell me how it started)
(Tell me how it started)
How often does it end the way it starts regardless
Of how it all began without the broken-hearted
Her spirit lit the room when she walked inside
Smile so big, she kept the vibes alive
Her positive mind beat the whining pessimists
Making her a blessing and a gift to the rest of us
Always guessed that she'd travel big places
Far spaces, with the face of a million races
Creator shapes us and makes us
Unique, so no one can replace us
But in reverse to a harmony history
Street lifestyle in boxes and wet feet
Sweetness I could not see
Clearly, of betrayals, of a life of lies
Like the tracks for a train to our hearts and minds
I didn't pass judgment time and time again
I freshened up me memory
She, like you and me, lived a love but lost her way
She's wishing for a new day
It's on track and she's never restrained
This is not how it started; it is how it ends
If we take a path that the light don't send
A really thin line separates the two
It could've been me or it could've been you
It's not how it started; it is how it ends
If we take a path that the light don't send
A really thin line separates the two
It could've been me or it could've been you
(You, you, you, you)
Her hands outstretched, she's back with a test
Saying cash for a cause is her one request
And it wouldn't be a matter of acquaintance
If I never listened to her and I didn't have patience
She had a meeting in a week, was the narrative
Couldn't help that way, and be comparative
To those that supplied her and those that provided
Nights full of lows and the days full of highs and
Best of suggestions, I thought I'd make
Her a drink and a plate, be it nutrient-based
But she shouts out blatant and flat refuses
Hailing abuse and began to lose it
No, good food wasn't top of her list
What was was the hit that I had to dismiss
Understanding that the offer of negotiation
Is failing to apply to this situation
Addiction and desperation's creating
Stone-cold actions and heartbreak and
Crying out loud as I walked and departed
This is not how it started
This is not how it started; it is how it ends
If we take a path that the light don't send
A really thin line separates the two
It could've been me or it could've been you
It's not how it started; it is how it ends
If we take a path that the light don't send
A really thin line separates the two
It could've been me or it could've been you
(You, you)
(How it ends, how it ends, how it ends)
(How it ends, how it ends, how it ends)
(How it ends, how it ends, how it ends)
(Avec la mer du Nord pour dernier terrain vague)