Just One Year In A Special Place

You ask me how i'm taking it
yeah you should know that by now
how one and one makes me cry
and how all that glimmers is gold and a picture on the wall
of everything I think I need but can't have.

Some things don't happen for a reason
maybe someday I'll find that
and we can all go back to how we were.

In the end we've lived like gods and lovers
and i might find that special place
where i'm allowed to think of you