My colors use to shine a little brighter
Now the rain is bleeding me away
Faded on the wall, you never seem to shoot your eyes this way
I've had my better days, but this one is harder to shake
When you're walking straight past a picture you helped create
The sun, it used to shine a little brighter
Now the cold is chipping me away
Oh, but I still held on to hope
I've had my better days, but this one is harder to take
When you're walking straight past a whole world you couldn't take
