Maybe when I die, maybe I will come back to your life
Maybe if I try we can both make it out alive

When I look to the clouds, there are no longer birds singing our names
And as my feet hit the ground, there is an echo in the sound, it’s loneliness
I’ve been thinking, that maybe I wasn’t made for love
I’ve been thinking that maybe I wasn’t made for us

But if you come back
Maybe I could rearrange myself
Maybe if try
I could make something of our lives

For now I’ll just wonder. Wonder where the hell I could’ve been
If I would be on your floor laughing, thinking this would never end

But I’m just out here, staring at the good woods with my friends
They are all you have in the end

I’ve been thinking of the time, that I meant something in your life
And I may never know why people disappear sometimes