We built our dreams so high in castles made of gold
But the winds of change blew through, left us feeling cold
In the quiet of the night, where do we pretend When we're left here asking, why do we pretend
Why do all good things end Why do all the good things have to fade away
When our hearts are holding on, wishing they could stay
Memories start to blur, the colours slowly blend
Oh, why do all the good things have to end
Is it just the way of life, the bitter with the sweet
To treasure what we had, even when it's incomplete
But still my heart whispers, time can't always mend
The ache of knowing, all good things must end
So we hold on tight, to what we have today
Knowing that tomorrow, it might slip away
And though we can't stop it, we try to pretend
Still asking ourselves, why do all good things end
Good things end
We built our dreams so high in castles made of gold
But the winds of change blew through, left us feeling cold
In the quiet of the night, where do we pretend
When we're left here asking, why do all good things end
Is it just the way of life, the bitter with the sweet
To treasure what we had, even when it's incomplete
But still my heart whispers, time can't always mend
The ache of knowing, all good things must end
So we hold on tight, to what we have today
Knowing that tomorrow, it might slip away
And though we can't stop it, we try to pretend
Still asking ourselves, why do all good things end
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