Falling back, I begin to fade, into who I was in a younger day. Breaking the ice that has kept me froze, making me feel less than those, who escaped the fate that I endured. I won't let that define me anymore.
In a past life, you and me, I swear we were, we used to be. There's no other explanation, no mystery, to the way that we are, the chemistry. In this life, we met again, And history will repeat. Until the time, we get it right. It will be bliss, again when we meet.