Years

The city sleeps but is not silent. A quiet roar echoes in the wind.
Headlights travel in the distance. Don't know where they're going.
We will never say these words again. We will never say these words again.

The leaves change colors and fall to the ground. The trees left barren without a sound.
The years keep slipping and fading away like the evening sky.
We will never say these words again. We will never say these words again.