End of the Road

We are living parallel lives
We don't know about each other
We're in love with the same girl
But one of us has never met her
We don't see the same shores
We both grew up by our sides but
We can feel the same trouble
'Cause we're just living parallel lives
We are drawing parallel paths
But parallel lines never cross, no?
We don't think much about the past
We're getting used to being lost
You and me, writing lines
Doing the same thing each and every night
The same dreams, the same lies
And I wish and I hope that
Someday...
Now another year has passed
Still we don't know about each other
The girl has dyed her hair brown
It's like we've loved a complete stranger
You and me, writing lines
Doing the same thing each and every night
The same dreams, the same lies
We're just living parallel lives
You and me, writing lines
Doing the same thing each and every night
Or at least, once or twice...