Oh how would anybody know
How I really feel
When they cannot know how real
The fears of losing people I know
Once upon a time, not too long ago,
She was a happy girl, full of dreams
Torrential rains, tears flood from the souls of her windows
How would I know?
This is too real
Celebrate the downpour
Once you're back on your feet,
You'd be stronger than the wind
As you build new sandcastles with little children
How would I know?
This is too real
In eight full moons, in the month of June,
I will cross a threshold without you;
Could you hold my hand and maybe have a dance in the mountain sunset?
How would I know?
This is too real. It is just too real.
