A Pleasant Shade of Gray, Pt. 6

I know that I don’t know you
And you couldn’t know me But time and space collided
And here we are, here we are
I know that you don’t understand
And I can’t explain
But circumstance conspired
And here we are, here we are
«The time is four nineteen…»
«Time flies…»
«The answer is no…»
And I know we can’t turn back all the years
Time reflected in a shade of gray
But I often wonder what could have been
And I still hold on to yesterday
And I know we’re not children any more
Innocence lost in a sea of gray
But I often wonder what else could be And I still dream of running away
So where do we begin
And what else can we say?
When the lines are all drawn
What should we do today?