What becomes of those who never met? Unspoken words, or golden sunsets? First kiss nerves, take a deep breath I made a world with you, as I gently slept The old days are a shade of a feeling A cold gaze, long past grieving The slow phase can be healing I'm not afraid, even when I'm dreaming Tell me softly when it's time to go Echoes of the past are all that I know How does it end on this road? Images fade, shimmer and glow First kiss nerves, take a deep breath I made a world with you, as I gently slept The old days are a shade of a feeling A cold gaze, long past grieving The slow phase can be healing I'm not afraid, even when I'm dreaming Holding on to every mistake Shadows fall across the landscape Holding on to every mistake Shadows fall across the landscape