my heart stopped beating months ago you tell me you wouldn't stay, so i'll leave in the early morning light, you miss me by sunset the resetting cycle like the seasons repeats itself again and again and again i've got a story don't you wish i knew that i was going to say? your imagination soars, above the highest cloud believe me when i say "beleiving was the hardest part" when you see that; see that i am telling the truth to you, my dear i'm running for miles and miles and miles just to catch a glimpse of you i'm running for miles across this desert and the mirage has got me tricked, i'm falling too some are things just going wrong again and i don't know what to be though my heart stopped beating months ago you told you wouldn't stay, so i'll leave in the early morning light, you'll miss me by sunset resetting cycle like the season; repeats itself again and again and again oh, the choices.