stranager of me

days have been and they'll come again
but i cant promise that i'll still be here
cause its a hollow way to say i love you,
to declare what is unknown.
the world will have its way
and regardless of that you'll always mean the world to me
at this very moment

so much to still uncover that may never be known
but still we run onto tomorrow with no safety zone
cause you made up a vow
and whispered it to yourself while we slept
and dreamt it was me
that i'd never leave, i'd always stay here like a stone
but i'm not a stone, i'm just a pebble

and a pebble can get pushed by and lost
with no way for me to get back to you,
cause a pebble cant walk and a pebble cant run
and it cant say 'sorry' or 'i love you'
so hollow promises that were never said lie broken
in the aftermath of life and death and love
and all that lies between

so as we lie apart in the debrie of the tomorrow in today
don't cry when you think of me
and dont forget every smile that ever was,
remember all the days of joy
and all the nights of wanting more
through to the point of no return
but just remember above all else

to keep the promise that i dreamt you vow
to remember me for the beginning and the middle
but not my end.