Embrace the empty road ahead,
as we lose the fire,
that never really burned for us.
I can't remember the last time,
I felt a thing.
As we embrace each other,
the distance pulls apart,
and all I'm left with is the arrows.
I can't remember the last time,
I felt a thing.
"My dear, your touch is dark,
and we are oceans apart.
I can't remember the last time,
I felt a thing."