歌词
I always let the days slip away, I should have been making up my mind
I never opened up, took it all in and now I'm running out of time
Sometimes I dream about going back, keeping all the things I left behind
But now I know you can't change the past...
I always let the days slip away
When I was seventeen nicotine
I try to hold it back, take a breathe
But now I know you can't change the past...