You and me, we used to be together. Every day together, always. 

I really feel, I'm losing my best friend, I can't believe this could be the end.

 It looks as though you're letting go

and it's real, well I don't want to know.

Don't speak, I know just what you're saying, so please stop explaing.

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts, don't speak, I know what you're thinking.

I don't need your reasons, don't tell me 'cause it hurts.

Our memories, they can be inviting, but some are altogether, mighty brightening.

As we die, both you and I with my head in my hands, I sit and cry.