the path, it splits.
the bridge burns with flames of gray and green,
and i remain stuck in this scene,
while you chase your dream.
there's nothing left to say,
you wouldn't care to hear it anyway.
now i am lost,
i don't know what to do,
except retrace my steps on the path before i met you.
there will be no hugs, no kisses goodbye
i'm still choking on your alibi.