Where do the clouds go when the sky is empty and blue?
What happens to melted snow when the cold weather is through?
How many times will this growing suspicion slip into my mind?
Unknown guesses are the best I can think of when my eyes are shielded and blind.
Where do memories go when you try to push them away?
What happens to frozen suspicion as sadness melts away?
How many times will this growing suspicion slip into my mind?
Unknown reasons are the best I can think of when my mind is closed and undefined.
Where do hearts go when they break beyond repair?
What happens to joyful pleasantries when plain nothingness is all I can bear?
How many times will this growing suspicion slip into my mind?
Unknown uncertainty is the only thing I can think of when I push the past further and further behind.
Where did our friendship go as the unremarkable years passed by?
What happened to all those wondrous days that we shared just you and I?
How many times will this growing suspicion take over my mind?
Unknown guesses are all I can think of when you've left me unshielded and blind.
