Det finns ju saker man alltid gråter till.
Scars are souvenirs you never lose
The past is never far
Did you lose yourself somewhere out there
Did you get to be a star
And don’t it make you sad to know that life
Is more than who we are
You grew up way too fast
And now there’s nothing to believe
And reruns all become our history
I think about you all the time
But I don’t need the same
It’s lonely where you are come back down
And I won’t tell ‘em your name
