I heard another song on the radio
Reminds me of a life many moons ago
It seems like years of dreaming have slipped away
The face I knew is not the face I know today
 
 [bad word] 
I’m looking at a stranger in the eye
My tears [bad word] rivers
They washed away the fire
  
I walk on the streets where the cracks and creases show [bad word] in to someone that I used to know
I trace the lines that take me to these memories
But something’s missing here, they don’t lead back to me
 
 [bad word] 
I’m looking at a stranger in the eye
My tears [bad word] rivers
They washed away the fire
Feel’s like my soul got left behind
But if I listen to my heart
I know it’s just a matter of time
Til the stranger says goodbye x